Fukstar

I find my comfort in chaos I'll fall asleep in a seance Don't wear my makeup for men No, I just love corporations Want them to take all my money Burn the ocean to sand I'll take a big fucking sip So hot I'll turn it to glass You've got your money and your fast cars You're not a god, you're just another fukstar You've got your money and your fast cars You're not a god, you're just another fukstar We waste our days sleeping in Swim in this sinking feeling Don't wake me up, baby It's so much safer dreaming We waste our days sleeping in And while you sit with us out of view Just know that gods can die too I think that someone fell asleep at the wheel We're going off-course and I can't help but feel That if I pissed on your church And set fire to the steeple You praying fuckers wouldn't notice What is wrong with you people? You've got your money and your fast cars You're not a god, you're just another fukstar You've got your money and your fast cars You're not a god, you're just another fukstar Just another fukstar We waste our days with thinking Just think what we could do If we put our faith in chaos Baby, we're born to lose It's gone dark on the ceiling Look, all the stars are leaving It's gone dark on the ceiling Look, all the stars are leaving F-u-k-star, live large, die hard F-u-k-star, live large, die hard F-u-k-star, live large, die hard F-u-k-star, live large, die hard Just another fukstar Just another fukstar Just another fukstar Just another fukstar Just another fuk Just another fukstar Just another fukstar