Welcome to Hollywood, have a fuckin' fruitcake.
No matter what you try to pull, still you can't see it's all fake.
Need love? Get stoned. Need hate? Get drunk. Need cash? Get loans. Need me? You punk!

Dream for me, dream for you, awake or not? You really care?
Mine is mine and none is yours. Just go along, just beg and stare.

*kertsi*
There's nothing more for you or me, now go. This is the place inside my head.
You scratch the surface, you're in a stall. These people wish they're dead..

Enter crackpots. Enter stars. Teenage prissies get loved in cars.
Call 'em hoes, woes, assholes. Heat of frost. It's a sour-sweet place to go, to get lost.

Dream for me, dream for you, awake or not? You really care?
Mine is mine and none is yours. Just go along, just beg and stare.

*kertsi* 2x
There's nothing more for you or me, now go. This is the place inside my head.
You scratch the surface, you're in a stall. These people wish they're dead..

*kertsi* 2x

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