You could have been a someone But you took all of this too far You're playing with razor blades Dancing on glass in the back of your car And the world is running you down And the world is running you down To the ground 'Cause you're a suicide star In your neon drive There's no fame in alive 'Cause you're a suicide star You're such a pretty suicide Doped up with your hand latched to the door Everyone can be famous Fifteen minutes for leaving a beautiful corpse And the world is running you down And the world is running you down To the ground 'Cause you're a suicide star In your neon drive There's no fame in alive 'Cause you're a suicide star You're such a pretty suicide Andy Warhol would be so proud Neon drug ride into success Andy Warhol would be so fucking proud And the world is running you down And the world is running you down To the ground 'Cause you're a suicide star In your neon drive There's no fame in alive 'Cause you're a suicide star
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