THE FAME

THE FAME Learning on how to live with All the trouble you've cause me Been totally missing out on What I've once called a good life Before your bad killer instincts Gave me one i didn't sought for Is this the life you promised me How do I stop the nauseating flights The hosting of clubs and gigs And their pressing demands of My life draining performances I wasn't ready to be famous Wasn't ready to give those crowds Their jaw dropping moments I thought I could be happy With the fire that engulfed me To pursue those dreams and enjoy An overriding success with it How it never occur to me I could be digging my own grave God I don't know what I was even thinking Chasing gossips and paparazzi In the spotlights of fame Till the truth of it finally hits me When I can't run away and hide Money fail to buy the tickets To my freedom pass What more secrets do I have Thats not cover by the media What other private affairs I own Not handle by the magazines Its my life view for the world to see Which part of me is not taking by Never ending shows interviews and playact Wish I can get everything back By trying stop them from Sending me to an early grave But how do I start How do I handle the fame ©Nature Boy