You're a star of L.A. in your dreams There's no expenses you can't afford with a sneer Your life is so crazy in your big limousine Until you wake up and you find your life has gone away
You're lost on the Way Of The Fake Reality...
You wanna be the next of the list VIPissed And you know they demand the best merchandising So you look after you appearance every day Your jeans brand I know is expensive and it seems
You're lost on the Way Of The Fake Reality...
There will be a lane you won't cross 'Cause maybe you're not mande of the wood in Vogue Your harvest what you sowed,that's what they will tell you But we know that the truth is so far away