Fame Songtext

von Peach Box

(Fame)
Now you're anal Superstar,
Everylione knows you so fair,
It's not easy to be,
A part of this machinery!
Normal life is flown away,
Interviews now every day,
Need a little room to break,
Life turns to be so fake!
It is a real hard job to do,
A kind of hell you going through,
Everything's got to be so fast
And nothing seems to last!
Puppet on a string!

(Are you)
Fame ? is it how it seems
Are you still the same
Tell me how it feels

Now, your feet are losing ground,
Turning you upside down,
Tell me now how you feel,
In your world unreal!
Do you sell your soul for Rock' n 'Roll,
Or did you lose it at all,
Do you like so pleased to be,
Oh, what a strange scenery!
Puppet on a string!

(Are you)
Fame
Is it how it seems
Are you still the same
Tell me how it feels

Puppet on a string!

(Are you)
Fame ? is it how it seems
Are you still the same
Tell me how it feels