Lyrics

Who wants to social climb? Reach for the top, we'll never stop Making each other sick, turning our tricks Live on Facebook your life is shit You're so cool, you're like a prophet I am no fool, you're number one I will gain your trust and turn on you Turn you on, I will eclipse you son I have passion, I have pedigree I'm on fire, I'm no liar I don't like to wait in line I want fame now, I need a sign If Satan hears me, now's the time bomb Go off and run wild my dear sun You are a star Feel the heat rise within You are burning to win, clearance bin Egos in orbit clash, yes the rock star's an ass Empty idols, corporate titles At least that girl's got some class And she working it overtime I must go now, this is my ride Flannel shirt and 80's glasses Pants that hurt, you're well on your way They don't love you, they don't understand You don't mind, it will come in due time I can conjure secret powers, yes We will walk into the light On the balcony, I will squeeze you tight Hold you in my arms and know that you are mine I won't have to kiss their asses this time Am I falling? You are fine We are falling all the time How many numbers do you need to add? How many lovers is too much to ask? You're out of line Go to the end and wait, you'll be just fine Who wants to make a bet? Will he go? Will he get soft in the head? Clinically cynical youth full of cold Post-ironic, they can't like this Lead with your ego high, yes your vanity is so hot I can see you, but not too much All this stuff into the aether It's a bluff to say you don't care You could Kickstop, make your dreams come true Pay me off, you won't become old news I have ideas, buzz, and mass appeal I beguile, I'm in style I can't wait, I have no time I need it now, I need what's mine Please, can't you help me? Where do I sign? Oh no. Go, prove it my dear sun You are a star
Writer(s): Ryan Power Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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