You told us your story but is it right? The things that come from your mouth seem so great even unreal You miss the past the time when you were at the top But your excess of pride will lead you to nothing real Recklessness of your mind Waiting for new sensations Ready to die For the only glimpse of power Your eyes are shining when you talk about that Moment of so called fame that made you as you are You’d like to be an undying icon For the people around who don’t see your colours anymore