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Wanna build a city out of tin foil So I could reign down, bow down Got blood like a royal (Ah, ah) Greed, lust in excess 'Cause everybody got a different version of success (Ah, ah) 'Cause we live in a paper down full of fake things Plastic crown, nothing ever how it seems All the people say-ay-ay Would you rather be rich and famous Or fit into the crowd, be nameless? Ah, la la la la ah La la la la ah Do you wanna sell your soul to the Devil To go up one notch, one level? Ah, la la la la ah La la la la ah People say follow your heart But then they pick and tear and rip, rip you apart (Ah, ah) But life's already so hard (So hard, so hard) Every little penny hurts, everybody got scars (Ah, ah) Songtexte Would you rather be rich and famous Or fit into the crowd, be nameless? Ah, la la la la ah La la la la ah Do you wanna sell your soul to the Devil To go up one notch, one level? Ah, la la la la ah La la la la ah Oh, woah oh, oh woah oh (La la la la ah La la la la ah) Oh, woah oh, oh woah oh (La la la la ah La la la la ah) I guess I get a little caught up Caught up, yeah, caught up My feelings sometimes a little too much Too much, yeah Too much, yeah I guess I get a little caught up Caught up, yeah, caught up My feelings sometimes a little too much Too much, yeah Would you rather be rich and famous Or fit into the crowd, be nameless? Ah, la la la la ah La la la la ah Do you wanna sell your soul to the Devil To go up one notch, one level? Ah, la la la la ah La la la la ah Oh, woah oh, oh woah oh (La la la la ah La la la la ah) Oh, woah oh, oh woah oh (La la la la ah La la la la ah) Oh, woah oh Woah, oh oh Aus Songtexte Mania