Comments

Hold my hand and we can take a leap
Earth is dirty, space is full of creeps
Sell you stock in Zuckerberg and run
Buy your passport to the end of fun

Sell your face to Hollywood
They're paying good, paying good
Sold my face to Hollywood
I'm feeling good, looking good

Sell your face to Hollywood
It'll do ya good, do ya good
Sold my face to Hollywood
I'm feeling good

Looking at those comments all night
Wonder if the comments are right
Wonder why I feel so cold
I'll never make a comment

Every loser needs a bit of joy
Winners know it's fact
You can't look back, gotta move on

Sell your face to Hollywood
They're paying good, paying good
Sold my face to Hollywood
I'm feeling good, looking good

Sell your face to Hollywood
They're paying good, paying good
Sold my face to Hollywood
I'm feeling good

Take off your dress, baby

Breathe in my mouth, baby

The problem with life is that it stops
Hey, you kids

Sell your face to Hollywood
They're paying good, paying good
Sold my face to Hollywood
I'm feeling good, looking good

Sell your face to Hollywood
It'll do ya good, do ya good
I sold my face to Hollywood
I feel good

Yeah, I'm looking for a soulmate in those comments



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Writer(s): Oliver Hawkins, Andrew Watt, Eric Avery, Iggy Pop
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