Andy Warhol Was Right歌词

作词 : Lane
Twisted little daydreams
Memories with pain
Locking me behind the closet door
I will be a good boy, promise
I won't run
Sit quiet in my room
Playing with my toy gun
Now I'm older but the memories
Still eat me like disease
Alone in the darkness
Watching you on my TV
Why did God make you so famous
When he only spit on me?
I want to bathe in your light
I want to be on the news
If I take your life
It's nothing personal
Just a boy and his toy gun
Dying for attention
Sitting on the steps
The sun is sinking low
The world gets very quiet
As the street lamps start to glow
I step out and I raise my gun
Time just seems to slow
For a moment I can see myself
Trapped in your reflection
I'm angry and I'm lonely
And I'm dying for attention
I want to bathe in your light
I want to be on the news
If I take your life
It's nothing personal
Just a boy and his toy gun
Dying for attention
Dying for attention
Mama