Famous

We know fame will be far worse than fortune

but a whore never stops wanting attention

So if we play these songs for you

Promise to pay us kindly

The venue is nothing but a cheap motel

where the mold in the corner makes your throat scratch

and the blood stains on the carpet are indistinguishable from the smoke stains on the ceiling.

It's endearing how little you care if there's a flashy distraction in front of your eyes

Watch closely now as I strip myself to the bone

with boring lyrics for brilliant minds

and a future darker than the blinds