Baker Miller Pink

All she knows is copied from elsewhere

Not an original thought in that deliberately unbrushed head of hair

Deluded not as simple as they come

Glossier tube left out in the sun

Pretend unbeholfen walken the dog

Lying through a Concerta Vyvanse fog

 

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

     

Doing her dances clandestine like everyone else

She films herself in a white four poster image of herself

Says she’s writing a critique of the scene she’s in

Implicitly a part of edgelord tangerine dream

Believing she’s not as simple as they come

No amount of make-up from her mom

Convincing friends they’re troubled too

Dirty male fantasy and a scuffed shoe

     

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink

Don’t think you’re special don’t even think Baker Miller Pink