Kill the Lights

  • "Ladies and Gentlemen, we interrupt our program of Dance Music,
    To bring you a special bulletin from the intercontinental radio news.
    Our very own pop princess, now Queen of Pop,
    Has a special announcement she will like to make"

    You're on,
    I think I'm ready for my close up,
    Yeah

    You don't like me
    I don't like you, it don't matter (who?)
    Only difference
    You still listen, I don't have to (who?)
    In one ear and
    Out the other, I don't need you (who?)
    Your words don't stick
    I ain't perfect, but you ain't either (who?)

    If your feeling froggy leap (oh)
    I ain't even losin' sleep (oh)
    There's more to me than what you see (oh)
    You wouldn't like me when I'm angry

    Mr. Photographer
    I think I'm ready for my close-up (tonight)
    Make sure you catch me from my good side (pick one)
    These other (ha) just wanna be me
    Is that money in your pocket?
    Or you happy to see me?

    [Chorus]
    Kill the Lights!
    (Take 'em out, turn 'em off, break 'em down)
    Kill the Lights!
    (Don't be scared, make a move, see me now?)
    Kill the Lights!
    (I feel you, watching me, watching you)
    Kill the Lights!
    You can't handle the truth
    What happened to you?
    I kill
    The lights pure
    The lights satis
    The lights faction
    I kill
    The lights lights
    The lights camera
    The lights action
    I kill
    The lights pure
    The lights satis
    The lights faction
    I kill
    The lights lights
    The lights camera
    The lights action

    All the flashin', tryin' to cash-in
    Hurts my eyes
    All the poses, out of focus
    I despise

    Eff me over, your exposure
    Not the best
    You want me bad, I want you out
    Release this stress.

    Mr. Photographer
    I think I'm ready for my close-up (tonight)
    Make sure you catch me from my good side (pick one)
    These other just wanna be me
    Is that money in your pocket?
    Or you happy to see me?

    [Chorus]

    You're the star now, welcome to the big league
    They all want a pic, they all wanna see, see, see
    What you're made of, what you're gonna do
    Is life gonna get the best of you?

    [Chorus]

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Writer/s: MARCELLA N ARAICA, LUKE N BOYD, FLOYD NATHANIEL HILLS, JAMES N WASHINGTON
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
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