Next To Your Idols

I got a bullet engraved with your name

Never miss a shot when I'm aiming point-blank

I love the way you're running your mouth

Give me nothing to feel bad about (Bad about)

It's pushing me to my limit

A thousand empty heads feeding into your gimmicks

Motherfucker

Are you happy now?

Next to your idols in the fucking ground

How does it feel?

Fame out of reach

Six feet

A plastic crown on a Hollywood dream

The final moment, your life flashes by

Where's that smile when the light leaves your eyes?

Fucking pathetic till the camera's arrive

A shattered lens on your picture-perfect life