Beat The Devil Out Of It

“I’m a star, I’m a star”
 (You said it don’t forget it)
 Guns and glamour
 (How we shine so brightly)
 Well it’s all over now
 (All the drugs have run out)
 You said it don’t forget it
 Dolce & Gabanna
 Louis Vuitton and Prada
 With a blank for a name and a hand full of sedatives
 I’m not all about it and I don’t kiss-and-tell
 Well I learned from the
 best, got a bullet to the chest
 Once again, now we’re making some progress
 It’s only sleight of hand
 Well it’s getting kind of late,
 nobody wants to be out on the street
 You always saw me at my best
 Well, that wasn’t normal
 Well, if I feel under your dress
 Wouldn’t that be too formal?
 Can’t stop the cycle of teenage arrogance
 Well-behaved boys and out of control whores
 It’s a scene
 Well-behaved boys and out of control whores
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 Late nights in Hollywood
 Plastic here is always good
 That boy’s got exquisite taste
 I wrote you a letter; I hope you can’t find it
 It’s buried in contrast typical but timeless
 This scripture wasn’t meant for burning
 I laid you to rest, love, and now you’re returning
 Still returning
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 “I’m a star, I’m a star”
 (You said it don’t forget it)
 Guns and glamour
 (How we shine so brightly)
 Well it’s all over now
 (All the drugs have run out)
 You said it don’t forget it
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 You never cared for glamour
 You always said there’d be time
 Well if I feel you inside it’s just a waste of time
 Well-behaved boys and out of control whores