Tekst:
Dead Celebrity Status Blood Music

, it's blood music. When you do it, and do it for the love, it's blood music. Music is my blood, lyrics are my skeleton. My music is a drug ''cause i

try to embarrass us. Nine eleven was disasterous. Fuck those devil advocates. My religion is peace love and happiness. This shock cannot be televised for free. ''cause bright lights and dead

parents screaming. Louder than Metallica playing with a symphony. Louder than crowds in the eighties screaming for Tiffany. I feel secluded, my thoughts feel polluted. So I escape to music

, you can have it too I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you I'm the Messiah, I'm anti-celebrity I'm anti-war like John Lennon in the seventies Dead

sex sells music, Nobody likes your songs, they watch your videos muted. Mixed and diluted, polluted trashed will crash. This prostitute music selling songs with ass, I gasp for breath, Dead

She wasn't born anorexic, but nowadays she suffers, staring at these half-naked stars on magazine covers. feeling pressured by the public. She only weighs

. Riding a white pony? That explains my Deftones. I'm Illmatic like a storm on this microphone. Walking across Abbey Road with Ringo Starr. But Yoko Ono was dead