Testi musica canzoni

my god sits in the back of a limousine
my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
my god pouts on the cover of the magazine
my god's a shallow little bithch trying to make the scene

I have arrived this time you should belive the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play the game
it's called insincerity

starfuckers
starfuckers
starfuckers, inc
starfuckers

I am every fucking thing and just a little bit more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
and when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah
(asskisser)

starfuckers
starfuckers
starfuckers, inc
starfuckers

all our pain
how did we ever get by without you?
your so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?

now I belong i'm one of the chosen ones
now I belong i'm one of the beautiful ones