Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Want My 25 Minutes Of Fame, artist - Casino Madrid. Album song Robots, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 10.10.2011
Record label: Artery
Song language: English
I Want My 25 Minutes Of Fame |
| As my eyelids start to settle |
| My mind begins to saunter |
| A self inflicted illness |
| A self inducing coma |
| So glad you could make it |
| It’s so good to see you |
| Tell me |
| How have you been? |
| Here take a seat |
| The doctor will be with you shortly |
| Oh and by the way |
| Welcome to Hell! |
| (Pull me down) |
| Quit running away |
| (To Hell and back) |
| This gun’s loaded |
| (Please don’t go) |
| You took him away from me |
| (I'll miss you) |
| No! |
| No! |
| No! |
| This can’t be happening |
| (Please don’t go) |
| No! |
| No! |
| No! |
| This can’t be happening |
| (I'll miss you) |
| Shotgun blow right though your shoulder |
| Prepare for tragedy |
| Left on the doorstep |
| Welcome to the show! |
| My curtain call awaits me |
| Was this all part of your master plan |
| How did you lose control? |
| Suffer to weakness |
| Your not a man |
| Cut out the Bullshit! |
| You lied |
| Cut out the Bullshit! |
| You need drugs |
| Cut out the Bullshit! |
| You need sex |
| Cut out the Bullshit! |
| You need a drink |
| (Pull me down) |
| Quit running away |
| (To Hell and back) |
| This gun’s loaded |
| (Please don’t go) |