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Tom MacDonald

Famous

 

Famous

(album: Ghostories - 2019)


I'm the king of the town
I shit on it like I own this place
But I just walk along quietly
And when I'm out I keep my head down 'cause they know my face
I hope that nobody finds me

I'm a rockstar
Saw me on the cop car
Heard me screaming "Whiteboy"
Mama I done got far
I got hella money
Everything I want
Everybody loves me
I'm not having fun
Living a good life
In a bad way
Looking for good times
Finding the bad things

Everything is great
Go ahead and check my page
Got another million views
Got another million plays yeah
I'm so fucking famous
Put me on your playlist
Yeah I'll sign your CD
Want a picture take it
Everything is fake
Like the smile that's on my face
Like this grill and like these chains
I am everything I hate, but
I'm so fucking famous
I'm a fucking rockstar
Dad I fucking hate this
Mama I done got far

I feel like I'm falling apart
I've been beaten but it's not my heart
I'm lost in the dark
My hand out in front of my face
I'm feeling for anything hard
I reach with my arms
The walls and the ceilings are far
And I'm bleeding surrounded by sharks
I just need a spark
To see if the demons I'm fleeing have followed me here from the start
(I scream at the stars)
I'm dreaming of speaking with God
When I'm sleeping it ends with alarms
I'm feeding my scars
With secrets I'm keeping so deeply
It's squeezing the blood from my heart
There's a person in me getting lost in the trees
'Till I'm up on the stage and I freeze
I just need a car and a key
I will start it and leave
When I'm far then I'll get out and scream

I'm a rockstar
Saw me on the cop car
Heard me screaming "Whiteboy"
Mama I done got far
I got hella money
Everything I want
Everybody loves me
I'm not having fun
Living a good life
In a bad way
Looking for good times
Finding the bad things

Everything is great
Go ahead and check my page
Got another million views
Got another million plays yeah
I'm so fucking famous
Put me on your playlist
Yeah I'll sign your CD
Want a picture take it
Everything is fake
Like the smile that's on my face
Like this grill and like these chains
I am everything I hate, but
I'm so fucking famous
I'm a fucking rockstar
Dad I fucking hate this
Mama I done got far

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