When will it all become clear? i'm being taken over by the fear

I wanna be rich, and I want lots of money
I don't care about clever, I don't care about funny
I want loads of clothes
And fuckloads of diamonds, I heard people die while they're trying to find them

And I'll take my clothes off, and it will be shameless
'Cause everyone knows that's how you get famous
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track, I'm onto a winner

I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
'Cause I'm being taken over by the fear

Life's about film stars and less about mothers
It's all about fast cars and cussing each other
But that doesn't matter 'cause I'm packing plastic
And that's what makes my life so fucking fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And it's not my fault, it's how I'm programmed to function

Forget about guns and forget ammunition
'Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission
Yeah I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner
Now everything's cool as long as I'm getting thinner

I'm being taken over by the fear...

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