Death of the Rockstar

The fantasy has expired
 Is spoiled and reeks of complete shit
 Force fed, easily digested
 You seem so used to the taste of it
 Burn burn dying star
 How I wonder just who you are
 Think you're above the world so high
 Till you crash and burn you are expired
 Monotony infiltrates the rebel
 Wrapped in plastic and ready to sell
 Packaged nonsense on store shelves
 Swallow slowly and savor it
 This is the death of the rock star
 End of an era for the rock star
 Replaced by the puppets are our rock stars
 This is the death of the rock star
 Burn burn dying star
 How I wonder just who you are
 Think you're above the world so high
 Till you crash and burn you are expired
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 This is the death of the rock star
 End of an era for the rock star
 Replaced by the puppets are our rock stars
 This is the death of the rock star
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 Raise your hand if you love the eyes of the public
 Raise your hand if you don't mind playing puppet
 Raise your hand if you love the eyes of the public
 Raise your hand if you have no soul and you love it
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 Burn burn dying star
 How I wonder just who you are.
 Think you're above the world so high
 Till you crash and burn you are expired