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Freshmint!
840
Turnede
Alternative
Freshmint! adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak WM Australia tarafından 23 Ağustos 1999 tarihinde yayınlandıArt
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AlbümArt
Çıkış Tarihi23 Ağustos 1999
FirmaWM Australia
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM137

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Regurgitator
Regurgitator
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
QUAN YEOMANS
QUAN YEOMANS
Composer

Şarkı sözleri

We're on the way up, I don't want to stop
We're goin' to the top, there's nothing stopping us now
We're not gonna lose and yet we've got all the moves
Just keep the shine in our shoes, we'll never let you down
No pain no gain, light up the sky like a flame
And bum a whole in your brain, no more decisions are ours
And when you're where it's at, you can't do better than that
How could it be such pap? One thing I never knew
And everytime I go to bed
These things keep running through my head
There's nothing going on out there
Nothing going on out there
Baby, I could be your superstar
And take too many drugs in a celebrity bar
Keep my skin soft and shining from afar
For my high speed death in the back of a car
We're on the way down and when you hit the ground
You know you make no sound and no-one sweeps you away
It's tough at the top, you never know when you'll pop
But when you've got what you've got, you never think twice
You don't remember my name, you don't remember my face
Thought it was burnt on your brain, was it so long ago?
And now I'm losing my hair, you know that just can't be fair
And next to nobody cares when it's over
And every time I go to bed
These things keep running through my head
There's nothing going on out there
Nothing going on out there
Baby, I could be your superstar
And take too many drugs in a celebrity bar
Keep my skin soft and shining from afar
For my high speed death in the back of a car
Baby, I could be your superstar
And we could boot champagne and snort caviar
Stick with me honey and you'll go far
As we watch the world burning from a heated spa
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
Baby, I could be your superstar
And take too many drugs in a celebrity bar
Keep my skin soft and shining from afar
For my high speed death in the back of a car
Baby, I could be your superstar
And we could boot champagne and snort caviar
Stick with me honey and you'll go far
As we watch the world burning from a heated spa
Baby, I could be your superstar
Baby, I could be your superstar
Baby, I could be your superstar
Baby, I could be your superstar...
Written by: QUAN YEOMANS
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