Superstar

Album: Some Kind of Trouble (2010)
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  • There is an empty space in the chair tonight
    Cause he don't feel right
    There are storm clouds brewing at the back of his mind
    As he steps outside

    He will be twenty in a week
    But he's old for his years
    He's had many of those
    To confront his own fears

    'Cause his father's not the man he'd like to grow up to be
    And his mother isn't growing old gracefully

    He says times like these I don't want to be a superstar
    Cause reality T.V. killed them all in America
    Though the sun always shines in the magazines
    Tonight can we be free to be who we really are

    There is an empty space between the lines tonight
    And it burns so bright
    And the angry silence that he throws on the floor
    Says he don't care anymore

    He had money for the truth
    But love's a lot more
    The answer's not the one he was looking for
    His father's not the man he'd like to grow up to be
    And his mother is his mother reluctantly

    He says times like these I don't want to be a superstar
    Cause reality T.V. killed them all in America
    Though the sun always shines in the magazines
    Tonight can we be free to be who we really are

    He says times like these I don't want to be a superstar
    Cause reality T.V. killed them all in America
    Though the sun always shines in the magazines
    Tonight can we be free to be who we really are

    Times like these I don't want to be a superstar
    Cause reality T.V. killed them all in America
    Though the sun always shines in the magazines
    Tonight can we be free to be who we really are Writer/s: GREG KURSTIN, GREGORY KURSTIN, JAMES BLOUNT
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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