Your face
On the cover of a magazine
cranked up
rolling out
Of the limousine
craving looks
Throwing hooks
Trying to fish ´em out
you want it now
You need it all right now

Show up late for
Your late show interview
Wake up, make up
buddy look at you
Gotta confess
It´s a mess whatcha trying to prove
should have thought it through
Now whatcha gonna do

That´s what
You hurt for another encore
Gotta get ´em moving
Right here on the dance floor
that´s what you hurt for
Another encore
Ego-driven, life-scarred
Hypertronic superstar
this is just the way you are

Snap shot
Getting caught
Million copies sold
faking hits
Talking shit
On your cell phone.
Love you see
Has yet to come round
the word is out
You´re on your way
You´re going down

Hypertronic superstar
this is just the way you are
You´re standing for nothing
half a million souls alike
wide asleep in city lights
you´re failing and you´re falling...
Down Down, you´re on your way
you´re going down