Relativity
You really have to buy the placement
It don't come for free
I don't worry nothing 'bout exposure
It never bothered me
Top shelf in the popular culture
By the flashing light TVs
You can have everything you ever wanted now
You can get it all for free
To be the fly on the wall or the actor on the stage
It's all relativity
To be lost in the crowd or screaming out loud
Depends on who you wanna be
Raptured invisibility
You really have to pay for that fame, don'tcha
Three time's they make you pay
Once just to get you in that door
Twice, you pay it every day
You pay all along the way
God help you if you ever want out
They charge you for that too
Long before you can settle the account
You'll find the bill is overdue
I'm a flower on the wall I'm an actor on a stage
It's all relativity
I'm a hip-hop queen, a soul-tanked machine
I get down and I get paid
I get down and I get paid
Truth is I'm a ghost sitting on the docks
Trying to catch a tan trying to stay lost
But I know just where I am
And I know just what it costs
I still feel the wind I still see The Cross
I'm a fleur on the wall a poor player on the stage
It's all relativity
I'm a soldier on a field, a friendly fire kill
I wait for Love to rescue me
Waiting for Love to rescue me
Come on Love and rescue me
It don't come for free
I don't worry nothing 'bout exposure
It never bothered me
Top shelf in the popular culture
By the flashing light TVs
You can have everything you ever wanted now
You can get it all for free
To be the fly on the wall or the actor on the stage
It's all relativity
To be lost in the crowd or screaming out loud
Depends on who you wanna be
Raptured invisibility
You really have to pay for that fame, don'tcha
Three time's they make you pay
Once just to get you in that door
Twice, you pay it every day
You pay all along the way
God help you if you ever want out
They charge you for that too
Long before you can settle the account
You'll find the bill is overdue
I'm a flower on the wall I'm an actor on a stage
It's all relativity
I'm a hip-hop queen, a soul-tanked machine
I get down and I get paid
I get down and I get paid
Truth is I'm a ghost sitting on the docks
Trying to catch a tan trying to stay lost
But I know just where I am
And I know just what it costs
I still feel the wind I still see The Cross
I'm a fleur on the wall a poor player on the stage
It's all relativity
I'm a soldier on a field, a friendly fire kill
I wait for Love to rescue me
Waiting for Love to rescue me
Come on Love and rescue me
Credits
Writer(s): Robb Mccormick
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