Lyrics I Want My 25 Minutes Of Fame - Casino Madrid

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)