Success is fawning
Your story unfolding
A story of longing
For glitter and for fame.
Surrounded by keen eyes
Good looking mean guys
Devils in disguise
Worshipping your frame
Just call my name
As you pray to some higher power
Every minute of every hour
Your sweet lips turning sour
If you need someone to blame
Just call my name.
So pleased to meet you
Some meat to please you
Tease you, then seize you
A cigarette for your flame
As you pray to some higher power
Every minute of every hour
Your sweet lips turning sour
If you need someone to blame
Just call my name.
