Woorden: Gravity Kills. Superstarved. Fifteen Minutes.

You are the king of the world
And everyone knows your name
You can't expect that everybody
Will feel the same

Because it's all that you feel
And so you're living a lie
The more you want
The less that you receive
And they will adore you

And they will hear you cry out
I want my 15 minutes

My 15 minutes of shame
Who wants to play on their fear

Now what is left for everybody
You are a snake in the grass
To take away

You know the harder they fall
The bigger everything seems

The more you want
The less that you believe

And they will adore you

And they will hear you cry out
I want my 15 minutes
My 15 minutes of shame

They're waiting for you to fall down
And they kneel before
And they will hear you cry out
And they will adore you

I want my 15 minutes

My 15 minutes of shame
15 minutes I want it
I want it