Fame < InfamyLyrics
I'm a preacher, sweating in the pew
For the salvation I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman, I'm selling you hooks and plans
And myself making demands
When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth
Signing off, "I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen"
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
I-i am God's gift, but why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped
I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, whoa
There's too much green to feel blue
When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth
Signing off, "I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen"
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth
Signing off, "I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright, but it went to his head, yeah yeah yeah
Whoa oh oh oh
Writer(s): Andrew John Hurley, Joseph Mark Trohman, Patrick Martin Stump, Peter Lewis Wentz
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Fame < Infamy?
A bit of personal issue, however you can resonate easily enought. Describing a personal point of view on life, or more like what a life may seem to a specific set of eyes, (the ones of a rockstar whose life changed in the near past ,an insightful mind can conclude that by the song title) this aggresive song erupt with "I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen." as in "i', allright relaxed but I'm up for real action" !
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