Dayzee's caught up in a daydream
Pretty like a Barbie, always brings the most to the party
Strung out, people acting fake, she
Wants her little chase scene, escaping the - (paparazzi)
She wants to be a popstar
Sprawled up beneath the palm trees
Passed out inside a cop car
Cocaine and vomit-stained sheets
Her eyes are screaming: Take me
It drives me fucking crazy
Why would you want this, baby?
I just can't stand the way she
Rises to meet all appalling aspects of her dream
She wants to sell her soul 'cause anywhere's more fun than where she's been
She wants the glamour and the drama and the endless fuckin' nights
Dayzee wants the fuckin' world and isn't scared to pay the price
Dayzee's looking for escape, she's staring at the window
Decided: I'm leaving this shithole
No loss, suicide or SoCal, Dayzee picked the good route
How she's gonna get there, I don't know
Small town boys smoking joints, drinking cheap beer
Doesn't have the heart to say she doesn't wanna be here
So scared to die out nameless
She'd kill to know what fame is
Her eyes are screaming: Take me
It drives me fucking crazy
Why would you want this, baby?
I just can't stand the way she
Rises to meet all appalling aspects of her dream
She wants to sell her soul 'cause anywhere's more fun than where she's been
She wants the glamour and the drama and the endless fuckin' nights
Dayzee wants the fuckin' world and isn't scared to pay the price
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