Hey, don't let it get to your head
Hey, others could do it instead
So you think you can hit the sky?
If you feed the machine that the industry drives
Is it worth all the souls you'll destroy on the ride?
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
So you think you deserve this treat?
Is it wise stumbling down the dark end of the street
Raising props to your confidence just for the night
You don't have to confess, the wife will never guess
I said...
Hey, don't let it get to your head
Hey, others could do it instead
We're born to do it and we're born to survive
We're born to mess it up living the lie
People call you a star
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
So you think you deserve this fame?
Is it hard to admit you've been trapped in its game?
Getting hooked on all the strangers who's barking your name
When the curtain is drawn they will eat at your brain
I said...
Hey, don't let it get to your head
Hey, others could do it instead
We're born to do it and we're born to survive
We're born to mess it up living the lie
People call you a star
Well you complain in the press you've been under a stress
Well every 9 to 5'er is stressed out for less
If you enjoy what you do
Don't let it ruin you
I said...
Hey, don't let it get to your head
Hey, others could do it instead
We're born to do it and we're born to survive
We're born to mess it up living the lie
People call me a star
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
Pretty dumb, pretty lame
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