My god sits in the back of the limousine
My god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
My god pouts on the cover of the magazine
My god is a shallow little bitch trying to make the sceneI have arrived and this time you should believe 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 a game it's called insincerityStarfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers, Inc.
Starfuckers
I am every fucking thing and just a little 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
(Ass kisser)Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers, Inc.
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Starfuckers
All our pain
How did you think we'd get by without you?
'You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?
Dont you?Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers, Inc.
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Now I belong, I'm one of the chosen ones
Starfuckers
Now I belong, I'm one of the chosen ones
Starfuckers, Inc.Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Now I belong, I'm one of the beautiful ones
Starfuckers, Inc.
I have become
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