When you've had enough Everybody pumping your ego Plastic the new and improved emotion Like wave pools and simulated space flights When you're surrounded with people That are not people at all The star making machines Don't really care about your tears The door closes and your all alone Like they did Janis, Jimmy, and Jim They took every little piece Every little peace of them Baby when you need a break Come home where you don't have to fake Just say Fuck it! When you get tired Pick up the telephone or call for me in your dreams We've always been wired that way Come home when you get tired Don't let them take your best You don't have to quit, but...everybody needs a rest Lexi Hilife
Reason for writing:
Dedicated to the people who gives us all their blood,sweat,
and tears. I've been there on the road your fans are not always that adoring, truck stops, signing autographs, and groupies all get boring. Sometime the only place to go is home. Where someone really loves you.
Birth sign: Leo
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