What would happen if you didn't sell it?
Where would you run to?
What would happen to the image that you sold for 15 minutes?
And you...
Surround yourself with nothing
Across the globe it's nothing
But pretentious sh**, pretending
comparing yourself
Chilling the laughter
Forever after
You are now the movie star, you've come so f**ing far
You've lost all you are
Could you possibly be in over your head
Who is to say what was said?
The ink doesn't dry before the real world starts to slide