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Sia
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Paris Hilton
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Greg Kurstin
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Greg Kurstin
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Paroles
Watch children cry, the pageant sells the lie
Third place isn't winning, you know
Neither is first, the pressure and the thirst
For this skeleton's show
I am so thin-skinned, don't scratch the surface
Please let me live within, within this circus
Little dreams come crashing, let them wave in passing
'Cause fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
And you may wish for Oscars, Grammys, and blockbusters
Fame won't love you like a brother, like a lover should
No, oh
Fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
Whoa, oh
Fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
I searched in your eyes for some glimmer of light
Tap dancing for one million miles
I looked for the smiles, oh, hoping in them I'd find
Validation for my futile existence
I am so thin-skinned, don't scratch the surface
Please let me live within, within this circus
Little dreams come crashing, let them wave in passing
'Cause fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
And you may wish for Oscars, Grammys, and blockbusters
'Cause fame won't love you like a brother, like a lover should
No, no
Fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
No, no
Fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
No, whoa
Fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
Whoa, oh
Fame won't love you like a mother, like a father should
Whoa
Writer(s): Greg Kurstin, Sia Furler, Paris Hilton
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