Had such a strange vision
Entering the world of fame
Getting to know people and places
Which I just didn’t understand
A siren was my ammunition
Slipping through the socialites
A forest of tiring poseurs
Hollow words and stupid rites
Hollywood
Out of my mind…
Silly games
Complete waste of time…
It was such a strange vision
That I’d rather think it was a game
Talking to ever-smiling faces
But willing to escape
…Well I’m sick and tired of…
Hollywood
[images] Out of my mind
[I’m so tired of all these] Ailly games
[This is a] complete waste of time…
Just when I was about
Just when I was about
Just about…
To sell my soul
To sell my soul
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