Death of the Rockstar
The fantasy has expired
Is spoiled and reeks of complete shit
Force fed, easily digested
You seem so used to the taste of it
Burn burn dying star
How I wonder just who you are
Think you're above the world so high
Till you crash and burn you are expired
Monotony infiltrates the rebel
Wrapped in plastic and ready to sell
Packaged nonsense on store shelves
Swallow slowly and savor it
This is the death of the rock star
End of an era for the rock star
Replaced by the puppets are our rock stars
This is the death of the rock star
Burn burn dying star
How I wonder just who you are
Think you're above the world so high
Till you crash and burn you are expired
This is the death of the rock star
End of an era for the rock star
Replaced by the puppets are our rock stars
This is the death of the rock star
Raise your hand if you love the eyes of the public
Raise your hand if you don't mind playing puppet
Raise your hand if you love the eyes of the public
Raise your hand if you have no soul and you love it
Burn burn dying star
How I wonder just who you are.
Think you're above the world so high
Till you crash and burn you are expired
Is spoiled and reeks of complete shit
Force fed, easily digested
You seem so used to the taste of it
Burn burn dying star
How I wonder just who you are
Think you're above the world so high
Till you crash and burn you are expired
Monotony infiltrates the rebel
Wrapped in plastic and ready to sell
Packaged nonsense on store shelves
Swallow slowly and savor it
This is the death of the rock star
End of an era for the rock star
Replaced by the puppets are our rock stars
This is the death of the rock star
Burn burn dying star
How I wonder just who you are
Think you're above the world so high
Till you crash and burn you are expired
This is the death of the rock star
End of an era for the rock star
Replaced by the puppets are our rock stars
This is the death of the rock star
Raise your hand if you love the eyes of the public
Raise your hand if you don't mind playing puppet
Raise your hand if you love the eyes of the public
Raise your hand if you have no soul and you love it
Burn burn dying star
How I wonder just who you are.
Think you're above the world so high
Till you crash and burn you are expired
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Michael Cocchi, Timothy Patrick Goergen Jr.
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