In my songs has no more art
When your cash is all my pride
It´s like they always try to realize
How to be in the limelight

Ask me what is the matter?
Tell you what is the matter

Publicity say that they care about
Attracts your attention, so aloud
But I am sick of these shit teasers
Just keep me out of your dirty business

Ask me what is the matter?
Tell you what is the matter

Is the matter that you can´t see
The evil hides behind all those pictures
Exaltation illusory
Give me a clap to the “culture industry”!
Throwing all this shit on mind
Of all these people that can´t even define
Whats is the real proposed of their brief life,
To make a splash showing money, cars and wifes
So far away from the moon
The star of common life.. zoomm

All my life i try to be a star

Just To been exposed on TV
Its the only way to be accept in society?
The same vain feelings of celebrities
Regulating how people acting
Same shit avarice of the image facturing
Always making money for the midia, factually.
Show your ass in the magazine,
Domination by the selfish earning machine
Don’t make restriction, cheat the bicthes fashion teens
Be a Beaty standard or for what are you living for?
Waking up for reali!ty
Is what this people really need more