Flop Era (Кавер)

They say my fame is silent
Because it depends on being so reliant
On following trends
Give me love
Today my ads are rising
I'll chase this fad surprising
Perfectly portioned for my loving fanbase
Still implying
My channel is dead
You're all the same, you're lying
Get on with the thread
Not enough
The algorithm's's smiling, comparing, close, subscribing
My worth is measured by my likes, I'm counting
My competition's vibing, collabing and defining
But are you tired of the same old faces
Well, I can give you the solution to stay on this
Just watch me and you'll see
I'm sobbing, I'm falling off, it's not enough
Look, I'm burning, I'm yearning, but can
I call it love
My views are dropping, so follow me, I'm out of love