Celebrity status
par Marianas Trench
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I look around, round, round look around and look it over, I
take it up, up take it out and take you nowhere, trading in
who I´ve been for shiny celebrity skin I like to push it and push
it until my luck is over. It never stop stops, never stops well
you better, think it over prima donna you don´t want to sever,
all the work to impress, charming girls out of their dresses,
and smiling pretty, well pretty will shallow you forever
Step on, step two, step three repeat
I pray at the church of asses in the seats, and I disappear
behind the beat
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear I´d never
guess how we ever could have got here. You can say what you
say when the lights go down
So shake shake shake, and shut your mouth
I wonder why, why, I wonder why, why I outta, let you wreck,
resurrect whatever you want to. I can´t depend in the end you
know I thought you were my friend. Just stop, just stop, just
stop I think I got it. Sorry you, sorry me, every in
between, sorry everybody here will never be somebody clean.
There´s a piece of me they´re throwing back at us, and they
will buy you and sell you for celebrity status
I´m trying
take it up, up take it out and take you nowhere, trading in
who I´ve been for shiny celebrity skin I like to push it and push
it until my luck is over. It never stop stops, never stops well
you better, think it over prima donna you don´t want to sever,
all the work to impress, charming girls out of their dresses,
and smiling pretty, well pretty will shallow you forever
Step on, step two, step three repeat
I pray at the church of asses in the seats, and I disappear
behind the beat
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear I´d never
guess how we ever could have got here. You can say what you
say when the lights go down
So shake shake shake, and shut your mouth
I wonder why, why, I wonder why, why I outta, let you wreck,
resurrect whatever you want to. I can´t depend in the end you
know I thought you were my friend. Just stop, just stop, just
stop I think I got it. Sorry you, sorry me, every in
between, sorry everybody here will never be somebody clean.
There´s a piece of me they´re throwing back at us, and they
will buy you and sell you for celebrity status
I´m trying