Your face on the cover of a magazine
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Cranked up rolling out of the limousine
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Craving looks, throwing hooks, trying to fish 'em out
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You want it now, you need it all right now
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Show up late for your late show interview
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Wake up, make up, buddy look at you
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Gotta confess, it's a mess watcha trying to prove
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Should have thought it through, now watcha gonna do?
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That's what you hurt for, another encore
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Gotta get 'em moving, right here on the dance floor
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That's what you hurt for, another encore
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Ego-driven, life-scarred, hypertronic superstar
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This is just the way your are
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Snap shot, getting caught, million copies sold
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Faking hits, talking shit on your cell phone
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L.O.V.E., you see, has yet to come round
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The word is out, you're on your way, you're going down
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That's what you hurt for, another encore
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Gotta get 'em moving, right here on the dance floor
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That's what you hurt for, another encore
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Ego-driven, life-scarred, hypertronic superstar
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This is just the way your are
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Hypertronic superstar, this is just the way you are
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You're standing for nothing
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Half a million souls alike, wide asleep in city lights
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You're failing and you're falling
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Down down, you're on your way
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You're going down, down
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That's what you hurt for, another encore
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Gotta get 'em moving, right here on the dance floor
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That's what you hurt for, another encore
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Ego-driven, life-scarred, hypertronic superstar
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This is just the way your are
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Hypertronic Superstar
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| The New Cities |
