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Sick Little Games
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All Time Low
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Oh, my god, I'm such a terrible mess I'm turned on by the tabloids, you would never have guessed That I'm a sucker for their gossip, man, I take it too far I bottle up my Hollywood, and watch 'em name their kids after cars I'm finding me out I'm having my doubts I'm losing the best of me We're all part of the same sick little games And I need a get-away, get-away I'm wasting my days, I throw them away Losing it all on these sick little games I fell in love, she was the friend of a sister Of somebody famous - at least for a day Expensive habits and a taste for the town Had me chasing down red carpets And watching all my friends slip away They're finding me out I'm having my doubts I'm losing the best of me Dressed up as myself To live in the shadow Of who I'm supposed to be We're all part of the same sick little games And I need a get-away, get-away I'm wasting my days, I throw them away Losing it all on these sick little games If I play my cards right I can make the big time I could be a reason to stare Caught up in the spotlight Shaking from the stage fright How did I end up here? We're all part of the same sick little games And I need a get-away, get-away We're all part of the same sick little games And I need a get-away, get-away I'm wasting my days, I throw them away Losing it all on these sick little games We're all part of the same sick little games And I need a get-away, get-away
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