Fame
You wide eyed, I know
The more zeroes your eyes grow
You have to ride slow, if you're to find your own road
I know you've been told you need this and that to get sold
But only you have what you hold
And you want to rise to the fame
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
You don't want to lie, but you know
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they go
And the years go by and it's the same thing
You grew up let down
A frown you wore to stay sound
Then music you found
A space to leave your known ground
You watched all the stars
Their precious stones and their fine cars
You wanted yourself to get that far
And you want to rise to the fame
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
You don't want to lie, but you know
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they go
And the years go by and it's the same thing
Does it matter if it's right or wrong
If it's all about that song?
And you want to rise to the fame
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
You don't want to lie, but you know
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they go
And the years go by and it's the same thing
The more zeroes your eyes grow
You have to ride slow, if you're to find your own road
I know you've been told you need this and that to get sold
But only you have what you hold
And you want to rise to the fame
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
You don't want to lie, but you know
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they go
And the years go by and it's the same thing
You grew up let down
A frown you wore to stay sound
Then music you found
A space to leave your known ground
You watched all the stars
Their precious stones and their fine cars
You wanted yourself to get that far
And you want to rise to the fame
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
You don't want to lie, but you know
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they go
And the years go by and it's the same thing
Does it matter if it's right or wrong
If it's all about that song?
And you want to rise to the fame
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
You don't want to lie, but you know
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they go
And the years go by and it's the same thing
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Middleton, Sierra Lundy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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