Andy Warhol Was Right Lyrics - Dog Eat Dog - Warrant

Twisted little daydreams, 

Memories with pain 

Locking me behind the closet door 

I will be a good boy 

Promise I won't run 

Sit quiet in my room 

Playing with my toy gun 

Now I'm older but the memories 

Still eat me like disease 

Alone and in the darkness 

Watching you on my tv 

Why did god make you so famous 

When he only spit on me 

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I wanna bathe in your life 

I wanna be on the news 

If I take your life 

It's nothing personal 

Just a boy and his toy gun 

Dying for attention 

Sitting on the steps 

The sun is sinking low 

The world gets very quiet 

As the streetlamps start to glow 

Step out and I raise my gun 

Time just seems to slow 

For a moment I can see myself 

Trapped in your reflection 

I'm angry and I'm lonely 

And I'm dying for attention 

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I wanna bathe in your life 

I wanna be on the news 

If I take your life 

It's nothing personal 

Just a boy and his toy gun 

Dying for attention 

Mama