How much do you love fame?

By Ashtontaker

An Original Song

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You get on with life as a teacher,
You're an evil kinda person.
You like robbing on Sundays,
You like killing in the week.
You like to contemplate knife.
But when you start to daydream,
Your mind turns straight to fame.

Five six seven eight...

Sometimes I look at you and I look into your eyes,
I notice the way you think about fame with a smile,
Curved lips you just can't disguise.
But you think it's knife making your life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for you to decide which you love more?
Knife or...
Fame?

You like to use words like 'evil,'
You like to use words like 'naughty.'
You like to use words about knife.
But when you stop your talking,
Your mind turns straight to fame.

Five six seven eight...

Sometimes I look at you and I look into your eyes,
I notice the way you think about fame with a smile,
Curved lips you just can't disguise.
But you think it's knife making your life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for you to decide which you love more?
Knife or...
Fame?

You like to hang out with ur mom,
You like to kick back with ur dad,
But when left alone,
Your mind turns straight to fame.

Five six seven eight...

Sometimes I look at you and I look into your eyes,
I notice the way you think about fame with a smile,
Curved lips you just can't disguise.
But you think it's knife making your life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for you to decide which you love more?
Knife or...
Fame?

You're not too fond of fun,
You really hate loveliness,
But you just think back to fame,
And you're happy once again.

Five six seven eight...