1. how much money would you pay to face this mud, how can someone think it's perfect drug? you enjoy your face on covers of the magazines, don't you think it's worth it? it can dissappear.
would you sell your life for ratings on the mtv, would you never smile when you're on the screen, would you fuck some ugly whores to be their doll? you can reach a huge sucсess but ask, what for?
R: pop-star, rock-star fucking star, do you wanna take my place & play this part? dope-star, death-star one-day-star, everyone can make it better than we are!
2. what's the price for being known, why you're choosing it instead of being home? what can make you dream about stage? money, sex, impressions, pride & hate.
loosing everything inside you get your chance, chance to say a word & chance to be a fake. glamour shining, daily crying of your simple love, when the most important question is to say, what for?
R: pop-star, rock-star fucking star, do you wanna take my place & play this part? dope-star, death-star one-day-star, everyone can make it better than we are!
I am no one, I am foolish & I want to be sold, & for this I am ready to sell my soul. I am empty, I am gorgeous, I don't want to be free, I am happy to present you my new super-hit!
R: pop-star, rock-star fucking star, do you wanna take my place & play this part? dope-star, death-star one-day-star, everyone can make it better than we are!