Lyrics Room of Posers - The Horrorist

Room of Posers

Walking around the nightclub
All the people make me sick
Dancing and having a goodtime
Oh there all just full of shit
Yeah I have to slip myself something
There’s nothing else to do
I"m in a room of posers
And you know i’m looking at you!
She’s in makeup ads
She’s a beauty queen
She throws up on the floor
He’s an independant filmstar
But really just a faggit whore!
The princess of bolemia
Dancing with the kind of queer
All there problems twisted together
I can’t help but stop and stare!
All the people dance around look at all the fools
All the people dance around look at all the fools
All the people dance around look at all the fools
The dj spins some records
He think he is a musician
The bouncers think there tough guys
But they are just big and fat
The bartender’s a slut
And the barbacks are illegal
It makes me really wonder
Why do i fit in?