Pro False Idol Lyrics

Gave it all away, blood or song And there's nothing left, used to be someone Never really die, live in magazines and on the radio Has been demi-god
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Burned a ton of dough, no self-pride Used to run now crawl, half-tweaked and fried And you're not the same, like rusted chrome, relive glory days Ignore your empty life
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Pro false idol Pro false idol Pro false idol come pray
Big tipper let the meter run Yellow taxi try to beat the sun New York City see the worshipers Hotel autograph solicitors
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Infrequent sex, lie down with whores Sleep the day away, freak boy roll on
Pro false idol Pro false idol Pro false idol come pray
Pro false idol Pro false idol Pro false idol come pray
Big tipper let the meter run Yellow taxi try to beat the sun New York City see the worshipers Hotel autograph solicitors
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