Read in the press
I can do no wrong
A street sensation who lives on and on
I heard the crowd singing out in praise
Then, lost control in the smoky haze
I see a face screwed tight to the bone
From running scared in a world of my own
I need some room and I need some time
To pick up pieces of my broken life
They think they own you
They control you
But it pays off big
Once they find you
They’ll never leave you alone
And it pays off big
I’m out of touch with the boys back home
They try to call but I won’t pick up the phone
Don’t waste your breath explaining to me
How this damn life of mine
Has been one long dream
They think they own you
They control you
But it pays off big
Once they find you
They’ll never leave you alone
And it pays off big
Too many voices ringing in my heal
I start to scream and
I begin to sweat
Deeper and deeper it’s pulling me in
Wish I could start all over again
[Chorus]
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