immortal thoughts
I'm such a terrible mess. I'm turned on by the tabloids, you would never have guessed, that I'm a sucker for their gossip, man I take it too far. I bottle up..
I'm finding me out, I'm having my doubts, I'm losing the best of me.
We're all part of the same, sick little games, And I need a get-away..
I'm wasting my days, I throw them away, Losing it all on these sick little games..
Fell in love, she was the friend of a friend,
If I play my cards right I can make the big time, I could be a reason to stare.
Caught up in the spotlight, shaking from the stage fright,
How did I end up here?
I'm finding me out, I'm having my doubts, I'm losing the best of me.
We're all part of the same, sick little games, And I need a get-away..
I'm wasting my days, I throw them away, Losing it all on these sick little games..
Fell in love, she was the friend of a friend,
If I play my cards right I can make the big time, I could be a reason to stare.
Caught up in the spotlight, shaking from the stage fright,
How did I end up here?
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