Papparazi

Weer famous now

And I’m gonna follow you

Until you notice me

Pappa-papparazi

And when I look out

And see that you cry

I’ll know that is true

That it is love for you

Because I see in your face

Adoration for mine too

And baby if that ain’t love

Then my heart isn’t true

Because I look in the club

And I see all the crowd

And when they us

It’s me that standsout

You bring out the the dollars

And maybe that’s what it’s about

Because when they pay

I get to let it all shout

Because in the end

You’re just a face in a room

And when I turn around

You’ll be nowhere to be found

Because I’m your biggest fan

And I’ll follow you to the end

Until you’re gonna love me

Pappa-papparazi

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About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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