Vista previa
Hate when they call me superstar
Do I look like a superstar?
Yet unreachable and very far
Ever noticed I´m right here wit ya´ll?
I cover my face because
They do not need to see
I ain´t no gangsta or no thug
I am just being me
The world smells of drama
So I cover up my nose
The faces like film leavin´ out too long, gets overexposed
Getting praised by magazines
From the girlfriends in my clothes
I hope they still love me when I shun away ´cuz I am afraid to blow
[Chorus]
WANT WAR?
Well!
WAR WE´LL GIVE!
We´ll be rocking this
BANDANA!
Well you/So You
CAN´T SEE SHIT!
[scream]
[2nd Verse]
Now the fear of blowing up
Definitely takes it´s toll
It sends it´s demons down to your mind to take control
If it thinks it´s got my mind
Well it better think again
I got the pleasure of the piano
and this powerful pen
But you
([Shae:] You!}
You want 15 minutes to shine what´s your concept?
What´s so interesting?
What´s your desire?
Soon as you get your cover story
And your precious headlines
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry
They´ll just fuck you from behind
[Chorus]
WANT WAR?
Well!
WAR WE´LL GIVE!
We´ll be rocking this
BANDANA!
Well you/So you
CAN´T SEE SHIT!
[Bridge]
I don´t wanna blow up
I´m smiling ´cuz I know
All the pieces that make me me
Will glisten from my soul
My self-esteem is not a fake
It comes from within
Come and take a picture,
I´ll sign whatever you want my friend
Still
([Shae:] Still)
Still
([Shae:] Still)
Yeah!
War...
[Chorus]
WANT WAR?
Well!
WAR WE´LL GIVE! We´ll be rocking this
BANDANA!
Well you/So you
CAN´T SEE SHIT!
[scream]
WANT WAR!