My god sits in the back of the limousine
My god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
My god pouts on the cover of the magazine
My god is a shallow little bitch trying to make a scene
I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now i know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game it's called insincerity
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Starers, inc.
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I am every ing thing and just a little more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a
And when i suck you off not a drop will go to waste
It's really not so bad you know once you get past the
Taste, yeah (asskisser)
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Starers, inc.
Starers
Starers
Starers
Starers, inc.
Starers
All our pain
How did you think we'd get by without you?
You're so vain, i bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? (repeat)
Now i belong, i'm one of the chosen ones
Now i belong, i'm one of the beautiful ones
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