BAD FAME

Written and composed by Paytem Jane and Bass-On

                                                           They say I am bold, that I’m bad to the bones,

That since school I´m anorexic just to flaunt,
They gave me the bad fame when I was so young, that I was done. No no no no.
 
They guess I'm immature, that I’ve got no brain,
That my attitude is like a growing pain,
Dirty, selfish, pathetic, degenerate, but not insane, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
 
They say that,
I’m a loser, I’m confused,
That I am bad, bad, bad,
Whatever I do I don’t know wrong from right (right), (whatever they find wrong I find it right),
They want silence, I love shouting, I am mad, mad, mad, mad.
 
 
(because you) give me bad fame, bad fame, repeat my name,
‘cause while you comment I am getting far,
I’ve got the reputation of a superstar, and the inspiration even comes from scars.
Give me bad fame, bad fame, babe, stop and stare,
Don’t worry ‘cause a freak always survives,
You’ve got not to be sorry, ‘cause a weed never dies,
So you all can still keep living my life.
 
They think I am sick of popularity,
That I am the ruin of my whole family,
Ok, I’m obsessed, I am a mess, I´m a desease, and I’m proud of it!
 
As evil as the devil and a rebel brat,
with no affection, none attention and no car,
 
No one guesses I will get so far 'cause I'm not even smart.

 

All they speak,
It’s their history, their miseries, it’s not about me,
Like it or not I’ve got everything I wish,
People preach and preach the gossips that take you to the peak, babe.
 
 
(because you) give me bad fame, bad fame, repeat my name,
‘cause while you comment I am getting far,
I’ve got the reputation of a superstar, and the inspiration even comes from scars.
Give me bad fame, bad fame, I’m not ashamed
Don’t worry ‘cause a freak always survives,
You’ve got not to be sorry, ‘cause a weed never dies,
So you all can still keep living my life.
Babe, stop and stare (x8)
 
Bad fame (x7)
 
 
(because you) give me bad fame, bad fame, keep saying my name,
‘cause while you comment I am getting far,
I’ve got the reputation of a superstar, and the inspiration even comes from scars.
Give me bad fame, bad fame, for them to entertain,
Don’t worry ‘cause a freak always survives,
Don’t miss a thing of me, ‘cause a weed never dies,
So you all can still keep living my life.

 

 

 

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