Rise and Fall of Ooo Man Lyrics

Future star, red guitar
You're gonna go far if you find a right producer
The world's your toy, super boy
The girls all faint and you start a new religion

Four-star media whore
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Sales fall, lose it all
The crowd moves on and you can't afford a limo

Pout and cry, fake suicide
Then write a book about a past addiction
Tombstone, all you own
Twenty years and no one will remember