Fame, they want you so badly
You and your chains
It's like they don't even see, don't look at them
No, no, no, no
And when they get you, they all
Rush to complain
So what's the point, just tell me
Refrain :
Oh, I'm gonna make you fell unhappy
Yet you come for more
It's like you're born to feed, to love me
You know you my whore
Say, when they saw you on TV
Looking all safe
No, they couldn't know (yet)
But when you burn them
Why did they stay?
(Merci à Jazmine pour cettes paroles)