Famous

Too often I'm inside my head Like should we take down the parliament Or should I just crash the car I'm in Or should I just rent and apartment And wake up get to my nine to five And repeat this step for my whole damn life Or do I I try to abandon the matrix Unplug my self from the fate if this Like boom I'm out There goes my fears and doubts There goes a piece of me that I badly Wanted all that clout Wanted all that shine Wanted all that fame Wanted all of you just to know my name Want to get so big that I can't turn back Want to be washed up and I can't face facts That I'm no longer relevant and I'm done And I look back and say that shit was fun Flying so high I got burnt by the sun All be cause fame was the thing that I want I wanna get famous and crash I want to see all of it go to my head I wanna see all of my closet friend Secretly wishing I'm dead I wanna be big Go on a bender for days Why paparazzi won't get out of my face Like get out my way get out my way Secretly love how it taste yeah Is that the life American dream with the apple pie You want it so bad so you have to try Now you can't turn back and your asking why Why why why did I end up like this Hollywood boulevard down in a ditch Wanted to pull it off wanna be rich Craving the fame like I had me an itch But I gave it all up cuz I had me a dream Life was so great but I didn't believe That the things that I had really made me happy But it only got worse it was not what it seemed Now I'm to far I can't stop I think that I'm over the top Now I'm stumbling backwards I fell on myself I don't think that I'm drop I wanna get famous and crash I want to see all of it go to my head I wanna see all of my closet friend Secretly wishing I'm dead I wanna be big Go on a bender for days Why paparazzi won't get out of my face Like get out my way get out my way Secretly love how it taste yeah What's worse A nine to five or this verse Can not quit need the benefits So this cubicle is my herse Okay that's great Or I leave it all today Like f*ck my boss this patriarchy And everything they say I don't wanna be another cog in the fucking system Doing what they say and I'll always listen 30 years pass in the same position Work to retire that is not my mission I don't wanna be another Burn out fall out cursed out called out Man with out mission bout fall down I just wanna prove to myself That I tried to pursue what I want Even if drop the ball now I wanna get famous and crash I want to see all of it go to my head I wanna see all of my closet friend Secretly wishing I'm dead I wanna be big Go on a bender for days Why paparazzi won't get out of my face Like get out my way get out my way Secretly love how it taste yeah