This one goes out to all reality starfuckers and wannabes The sick and twisted twenty four seven three hundred and sixty five worldwide exhibitionists The pathetic need to confess guys they rebuild my ugly body girls The way too mentally deranged to find a partner by myself morons
Motherfucking blastaways
I’m sick of it – take me away Don’t give a shit about what I gotta do – as long I’m paid Rule me, fool me, use me, abuse me Push me way too far Wanna see my face all over the place I wanna be a star
Game for fame Game of lame Real time destiny
Riding high Riding prime time Keep the tape rolling – pass me the mike Give it a try Expose every weakness – confession unveiled Turn my inside out A ridiculed fool who’ll claim to be cool And I’ll be acting proud
Say goodbye to dignity Lose it all in the game for fame Farewell to integrity All it takes is the mind of the lame Reality game Game of the lame InsaneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
