I'm a star, I'm a star,
(You said it don't forget it)
Guns and glamour.
(How we shine so brightly)
Well it's all over now,
(All the drugs have run out)
You said it don't forget it.

Dolce & Gabanna,
Louis Vuitton and Prada.

With a blank for a name, and a hand full of sedatives,
I'm not all about it and I don't kiss and tell.

Well I learned from the
Best, Got a bullet to the chest.
Once again, Now we're making some progress,
It's only sleight of hand.
Well it's getting kind of late,
Nobody wants to be out on the street.
You always saw me at my best,
Well, that wasn't normal.
Well, if I feel under your dress,
Wouldn't take be too formal?
Can't stop the cycle of teenage arrogance.
Well-behaved boys and out of control whores.
It's a scene,
Well-behaved boys and out of control whores.

Late nights in Hollywood,
Plastic here is always good.
That boys got exquisite taste.
I wrote you a letter, I hope you can find it,
It's buried in contrast typical but timeless.
This scripture wasn't meant for burning,
I laid you to rest, love, and now you're returning,
Still returning.

I'm a star, I'm a star,
(You said it don't forget it)
Guns and glamour.
(How we shine so brightly)
Well it's all over now,
(All the drugs have run out)
You said it don't forget it.

You never cared for glamour.

You always said there'd be time,
Well if I feel you inside, it's just a waste in time,
Well-behaved boys and out of control whores...
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Beat The Devil Out Of It Lyrics

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