I look around, round, look around and look it over,
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I take it up, up take it out and take you nowhere,
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Trading in who I've been for shiny celebrity skin
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I like to push it and push it until my luck is over.
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It never stop stops, never stops well you better,
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I'll think it over prima donna you don't want to sever,
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All the work to impress, charming girls out of their dresses,
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Smiling pretty, well pretty will swallow you forever
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Step one, step two, step three repeat
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And I pray at the church of asses in the seats,
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I disappear behind the beat
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Yeah
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When the mirrors and the lights
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And the smoke clear I'd never guess
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How we ever could have got here.
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You can say what you say
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When the lights go down
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So shake shake shake,
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And shut your mouth
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I wonder why, why, I wonder why, why I outta,
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Let you wreck, resurrect whatever you want to.
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I can't depend in the end you know
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I thought you were my friend.
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Just stop, just stop, just stop I think I got it.
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Sorry you, sorry me, sorry every in between,
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Sorry everybody here will never be somebody clean.
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There's a piece of me they're throwing back at us,
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And they will buy you and sell you for celebrity status
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Step one, step two, step three repeat
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And I pray at the church of asses in the seats,
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I disappear behind the beat
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When the mirrors and the lights
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And the smoke clear I'd never guess
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How we ever could have got here.
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You can say what you say
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When the lights go down
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So shake shake shake,
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And shut your mouth
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When the mirrors and the lights
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And the smoke clear I'd never guess
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How we ever could have got here.
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You can say what you say
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When the lights go down
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So shake shake shake,
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And shut your mouth
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Look around, round
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Look around, round
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Look around
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I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
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When the mirrors and the lights
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And the smoke clear I'd never guess
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How we ever could have got here.
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You can say what you say
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When the lights go down
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So shake shake shake,
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And shut your mouth
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When the mirrors and the lights
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And the smoke clear I'd never guess
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How we ever could have got here.
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You can say what you say
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When the lights go down
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So shake shake shake,
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And shut your mouth
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I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
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Celebrity Status
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Marianas Trench |