"With this power no one shall laugh at me soon I will outcompete everyone in Paris Agrestes Bourgouis no matter i will be the empress of fashion everyone shall love me EVERYONE Now let me sing my emotions You've pulled a few strings Stolen my ideas Taken my kindness for granted You're not worth all the tears I see you're slipping stitches Your setup so passé It's an easy victory for me When your work's so cliché Nobody stands a chance here in my way Is it so wrong to be selfish for a change? Nobody stands a chance here in my way Is it so wrong to be selfish today?"