"I'm a star, I'm a star"
(You said it don't forget it)
Guns and glamour
(How we shine so brightly)
Well it's all over now
(All the drugs have run out)
You said it don't forget it
Dolce & Gabanna
Louis Vuitton and Prada
With a blank for a name and a hand full of sedatives
I'm not all about it and I don't kiss-and-tell
Well I learned from the
Best, got a bullet to the chest
Once again, now we're making some progress
It's only sleight of hand
Well it's getting kind of late,
Nobody wants to be out on the street
You always saw me at my best
Well, that wasn't normal
Well, if I feel under your dress
Wouldn't that be too formal?
Can't stop the cycle of teenage arrogance
Well-behaved boys and out of control whores
It's a scene
Well-behaved boys and out of control whores
Late nights in Hollywood
Plastic here is always good
That boy's got exquisite taste
I wrote you a letter; I hope you can't find it
It's buried in contrast typical but timeless
This scripture wasn't meant for burning
I laid you to rest, love, and now you're returning
Still returning
"I'm a star, I'm a star"
(You said it don't forget it)
Guns and glamour
(How we shine so brightly)
Well it's all over now
(All the drugs have run out)
You said it don't forget it
You never cared for glamour
You always said there'd be time
Well if I feel you inside it's just a waste of time
Well-behaved boys and out of control whores
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