Lyrics
Tell me what you do for excitement, You tell me that you live all alone. Tell me what you do for excitement, or do you get your kicks over the phone.
Are you your own nightmare, still dreaming of the past, It's really kinda frighting, it's just to bad that it couldn't last.
You tell me that your fans all adore you, You tell me that they say your the one, And now it seems as though they ignore you, Your career they say is over and done.
Are you your own nightmare, still dreaming of the past, It's really kinda frighting, it's just to bad that it couldn't last. And now your 15 minutes, appears to be over, And now your 15 minutes, appears to be over, And now your 15 minutes, is up.
You tell me now that you'll make a come back, you tell me that a lot of them do, tell me how will you make a come back, I guess I'm one of the curious few.
Are you your own nightmare, still dreaming of the past, It's really kinda frighting, it's just to bad that it couldn't last.
And now your 15 minutes, appears to be over, And now your 15 minutes, appears to be over, And now your 15 minutes, is up.
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