Intro
All rise, all rise,
for the kings of the comment section.
Verse 1
He got a crown from a filter and a throne from a trend,
ten thousand followers and not a single friend,
he sells you a sunrise with a discount code,
says "be authentic" in a sponsored mode.
She's a guru of calm with a ring-light glow,
teaching inner peace at ninety-nine a go,
and me? I'm laughing, but I'm not above it,
I posted this verse and I'm checking if they love it.
Chorus
Paper kings, paper kings,
dancing in a kingdom made of borrowed things,
one strong wind and the whole court sings,
long live, long live the paper kings.
Verse 2
The empire's built on a screenshot and a smile,
the treasury is likes and the army is a file,
they fight about thrones in a forty-second clip
while the real world waits on a sinking ship.
Wisdom in a caption, philosophy in a meme,
every little villain thinks he's starring in a dream,
I'm not here to preach, I'm just here to say,
paper burns easy on a windy day.
Bridge
Crown on my head, it's cardboard and glue,
but I wear it with pride, and honestly, so do you.
Chorus
Paper kings, paper kings,
dancing in a kingdom made of borrowed things,
one strong wind and the whole court sings,
long live, long live the paper kings.