I got everything but I feel to poor
The LA sun is warm but I don't feel it anymore
I stand here swaying by the beautiful
Maybe one day, maybe one hour
Maybe one more night and I will get out of here
There's no way tears are allowed
Is this the price of fame?
I am broken, I am wide awake
'Cause in this city they don't medicate
My heart is open but the doors are closed
Some sell their souls and give up all their goals
But that is not me, that won't be my way
Nobody's telling me, who I, who I should be
There's no way tears are allowed
Is this the price of fame?
Here I am living the dream
But I can't close my eyes to the world I've seen
Here I am my future in hand
But I'm feeling my feet sinking deep in the sand
Here I am living the dream
But I can't close my eyes to the world I've seen
Here I am my future in hand
But I'm feeling my feet sinking deep in the sand
There's no way tears are allowed
Is this the price of fame?
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