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| Superstar (Richard Marx) |
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| You're the queen of your own little worldyou really made a splash
got the offers rollin' inbut you're nothing more
than high paid trash.
Everybody wants to know what goes on in your head
pity if they found out that you're lonely in your bed.
Maybe it all happened to you just a little too fast.
Won't let anybody touch you? So you do it for yourself.
Plain to see there's a woman cryin' out for help.
You're a superstarbut you don't know who you are
and your money won't get you very far.
You're a mysterynothing can set you free
your demons haunt you endlessly.
You face the end of your youth in a tired little masquerade
you talk to people with a tongue like a newly sharpened razor blade.
Yours is not a life that lets you take a look inside
morals and convictions meet a fate of genocide
but in the end you'll be sleeping in the bed you made.
All you want's a daddythe one you never had
a need for understanding aching in you bad...
...it seems so clear to methere's something that you'd rather be.
Take a look around you nowbefore it's much too late
make the choice to changeor be a victim of your fate.
All your lifeyou've been running from the girl inside...
...ohbut it's plain to see there's someone...
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