Lyrics(I Wrote Them)

Look at all the girls bowing down
To all the fakes in the fame town
Smile for the cameras all around
And do te hear the JB sound
Is this really what’cha want
Cuz, Baby, I can see it
Fading away
You’re gonna hate it
If te don’t change it
If te try to gate it
Up
You’re gonna miss it
If te don’t get it
If te try to quit it
Now
I detto te know the truth
Cuz te know what they do
Paparazzi start running o sprint
They’re gonna mess up your life
Get’cha in te head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
te make it sound all real
But it’s not a good deal
I can see it in their stealthy eyes, that dint
They’re gonna make in your life
Get’cha in your head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
Make it go away
All the stupid fame
What’s in the way
Of making it to stay
Is this really what’cha want
Cuz, Baby, I can see it
Racing away

You’re gonna hate it
If te don’t change it
If te try to gate it
Up
You’re gonna miss it
If te don’t get it
If te try to quit it
Now
I detto te know the truth
Cuz te know what they do
Paparazzi start running o sprint
They’re gonna mess up your life
Get’cha in te head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
te make it sound all real
But it’s not a good deal
I can see it in their stealthy eyes, that dint
They’re gonna make in your life
Get’cha in your head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
Yeah, uh, oh,
I wantta te know I wantta
Wantta take, take, take it back
Take it back
To the place where te know it all began
We were so little
Nothing really mattered
Nothing got in our way
But now take up a notch, take to the successivo level
Cuz te know I said
I detto te know the truth
Cuz te know what they do
Paparazzi start running o sprint
They’re gonna mess up your life
Get’cha in te head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
te make it sound all real
But it’s not a good deal
I can see it in their stealthy eyes, that dint
They’re gonna make in your life
Get’cha in your head, Baby,