Sick Little Games
Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess.
\r\nI'm turned on by the tabloids, you would never have guessed,
\r\nthat I'm a sucker for their gossip, man I take it too far.
\r\nI bottle up my Hollywood, and watch them name their kids after cars.
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\r\nI'm finding me out,
\r\nI'm having my doubts,
\r\nI'm losing the best of me.
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\r\nWe're all part of the same, sick little games,
\r\nAnd I need a get-away (get away)
\r\nI'm wasting my days, I throw them away,
\r\nLosing it all on these sick little games.
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\r\nFell in love, she was the friend of a sister,
\r\nof somebody famous - at least for a day.
\r\nExpensive habits and a taste for the town,
\r\nhad me chasing down red carpets, and watching all my friends slip away,
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\r\nThey're finding me out,
\r\nI'm having my doubts,
\r\nI'm losing the best of me.
\r\nDressed up as myself, to live in the shadow, of who I'm supposed to be.
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\r\nWe're all part of the same, sick little games,
\r\nAnd I need a get-away (get away)
\r\nI'm wasting my days, I throw them away,
\r\nLosing it all on these sick little games.
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\r\nIf I play my cards right I can make the big time,
\r\nI could be a reason to stare.
\r\nCaught up in the spotlight, shaking from the stage fright,
\r\nHow did I end up here?
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\r\nWe're all part of the same, sick little games,
\r\nAnd I need a get-away (get away)
\r\n
\r\nWe're all part of the same, sick little games,
\r\nAnd I need a get-away (get away)
\r\nI'm wasting my days, I throw them away,
\r\nLosing it all on these sick little games.
\r\n
\r\nWe're all part of the same, sick little games,
\r\nAnd I need a get-away (get away)
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