Blues & Stars

I've been feeding on this dream for a long time
 Of golden days and velvet nights
 I've been living in a city that doesn't exist
 Searched for paradise, but all I found was this
 Ooh, the hills are on fire
 Ooh, the valley is dry
 I sold my soul for a pocket full of gold
 And I still can't get by
 We come for the glory, we come for the fame
 We cannot resist it, like moths to a flame
 And most will get nothing but addictions and scars
 Blues and stars
 I've been craving a life that is so rich and sweet
 More than a taste could almost make me sick
 I was never so hungry, never so poor
 When life gets this hard, I only want it more
 Ooh, the hills are on fire
 Ooh, the valley is dry
 I sold my soul for a pocket full of gold
 And I still can't get by
 We come for the glory, we come for the fame
 We cannot resist it, like moths to a flame
 And most will get nothing but addictions and scars
 Blues and stars
 It can be heaven
 Or it can be hell
 It's all who you know
 It's all what you sell
 We come for the glory, we come for the fame
 We cannot resist it, like moths to a flame
 And most will get nothing but addictions and scars
 Blues and stars