Old star

Walking on a street like yesterday
The time when people came to see me
Woke up, stood up, heads up, rise up,
I'm coming back whatever it costs

No price is too high to see my name prime time
My face on the screen, shivers on your spine
I will fight to the end to regain my fame
I'll sell my soul to the devil and you'll scream my name

I'm an old star, like a broken walkman
People scream he-he-hey
Scream he-he-hey
I'm an old star, like a broken walkman
People scream he-he-hey
Scream he-he-hey

Today is the day I'm leaving my shame
I will show the world I'm back in the game
Radio, tv, news magazine
I'm everywhere, imagine the scene
My name is shining on the top of buildings
People out of mind, begging for a sign
I'll show up to the stage, bitches gonna faint
Shredding clothes, moaning hard, I'm your fucking saint

I'm an old star, like a broken walkman
People scream he-he-hey
Scream he-he-hey
I'm an old star, like a broken walkman
People scream he-he-hey
Scream he-he-hey



Credits
Writer(s): Laura Peserico
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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