Carbon copies (So unique)

Fuck these scribbles on the page,
They're crap and it's obvious
That you've just taken an artist
And stole their idea.
Wow how fucking original,
What a master piece may i add.
Oh the inspiration! It doesn't have.
Just sit there racking your brains
For the next rock anthem.
So you think you can write,
So you think you can phrase
These on the page to amaze.
Bedazzle me.
I'm bored of all his repetition,
There's just too much competition
And your superstition that a new idea
Will fail is really pretty dim.
Don't need another copy
I've got a printer for that,
And don't need a new boyband,
Believe me we have plenty.
Just need something raw,
So open up your door and leave it open
Actually listen for once,
And don't be so fucking ignorant.
Be fucking original.