Lyrics:
To the ground
Crash in a car
Die of starvation
Get killed on the beach
Take a shower of napalm
Get shot in front of cameras
And you will die twice
Get shot by
Girl
You want to feel alive
Dosed
The spell cast on your mind
Camera lights
You thought you could escape
Believe their lies
You belong to me
Watch
little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way,
Where is my camera
This picture denies all my ties
To this side of the road
And maybe in Florida
I'd hold up myself for the keys
To the cramp in
all dressed up
In his phoney doctor God get-up
He looked in the camera and fixed his specs
'n gave a little lecture
'bout anal sex
He says it is not
They talked to the sister, the father and the mother
With a microphone in one hand and a chequebook in the other
And the camera noses in to the tears
Wounded prince, where's your daddy?
He's out watching the fat lady sing
Did you break your leg?
Did you bloody your nose?
The cameras are
on out with your hands up
Or we'll blow you out of here
There was a face in the window
The tv cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
doing damage
While Iʼm posing for the cameras
You should know by now
I came to shut it down
I’m the one thatʼs doin’ damage
While Iʼm posing for
much sleep but it's over now
Our love is lying there
Lying by your side
Murdered by the lies you told now you're the one who cries
And your tears
I walked down to the ocean
After waking from a nightmare.
No moon no pale reflection.
Black Mirror (2x)
Shot by a security camera
You can't watch
Bank account filled, bank rolls peeled
Flexin on camera baby this shit real
I’m in the hills and I’m popping these seals
I got white hoes just like
Hold for the camera
Now everyone's amazed at how confident and relaxed you seem
Bet on another friend
But something's about to end turncoats
hear you whispering as I crept by your door
So you found some other joker who could please you more
I'm not angry (angry)
I'm not angry anymore (angry)
Every gesture, every look, everything is for a joke,
Taking you by surprise, making the crowd laugh,
Hidden camera, the show is about to begin!
Escobar season begins
Touch up the game like a photo edit
Camera roll like Oscar Michaeux, they gotta roll the credits
Like Rome came into Kemet
(Let's spice it up now)
10 shillings all on me, spotlight, now follow me
All the cameras flashing
Baby, acts are spreading
Papparatzi sneak
at letting go
And I don't mean to let it show
I was fine until I saw your suitcase by the door
Hey don't say goodbye
Just say goodnight
And we'll pick
Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the Brewster Projects of Detroit, Michigan
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair
Let me slow it down for 'em
(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)
Duh-duh-duh
Skrrt, skrrt
Duh-duh-duh
Yeah, yeah
Dope sold, money fold, then
Ireland
Glam Rick
Don't try to cheat me
I'm fragile
You hang around with camera crews in shell-suits
You lecture on sweets
You read Viz comic
Yeah (yeah)
(Listen to this track, bitch)
Ha
Like Tommy Lee and Pamela, I'm fuckin' on a camera
More stamina than animals, Gucci is no amateur
my model existence
I will take you far away
Chorus:
Camera camera, take a picture of me
Look through your lens
Tell me what do you find within your
find myself
In the middle of your stories
With the camera as a witness I will suffer
With the camera as a witness I will suffer
If everything I do
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