I will become your slave, powered by lust, fueled by compliments.

Destined to toil for the affection of others. Forever climbing to the top of your mind. To please is how I recover, from the destitute drifts of benign.

I'm a robot who's batteries are flattery. And home is where I get paid in homage.

Critics my claim I'm lame to be tamed, but critical acclaim is the name of my game so if you'll say it right I won't blame you for the fame you'll gain in my eyes.

Forsaken to strive for admiration and pride, and an addictive ambition for ego addition; These are the ways I survive.

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