Blood On The Dance Floor - Modern World Christ Lyrics
Limelight super brightTaking over ultra lightSweeter than ice cream conesIt makes me wanna rub my bonesSuccess isn't fabulousThe paparazzi, it?s a messThe world addicted and obsessedHollywood is full of shitSay what you likeI got nothing to hideIve been crucified, like Jesus ChristSo ***** the scene and dress obsceneKeep it classyDon't be trashyI'm not special or uniqueI would die for my own dreamsAs I grow stronger my voice gets louderYour shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakersI'm already dead insideLet my words eat you aliveRise to fame, it's a gameThey own your face, they make your nameIts all the same for bloody sakesPlastic dreams on silver screensNew models, placed by full throtlesChased by paparazziRaiding like a bunch of NazisA danger zone, a global glowModern world, Jesus ChristEverybody wants my sliceHeavens not enoughAnd this world is super roughI'm the fever you cant breakI'm the dancer, gunna shakeI don't do, I just amLet me bust my violent jamAs I grow stronger my voice gets louderYour shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakersI'm already dead insideLet my words eat you aliveAs I grow stronger my voice gets louderYour shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakersI'm already dead insideLet my words eat you aliveI wanna be the boy that you adoreWithout the label of a Bedroom WhoreI wanna be the boy that you adoreWithout the label of a Bedroom WhoreI wanna be the boy that you adoreWithout the label of a Bedroom WhoreI wanna be the boy that you adoreWithout the label of a Bedroom WhoreSo shut the ***** up with your ignoranceAnd shut the ***** up with your competenceAs I grow stronger my voice gets louderYour shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakersI'm already dead insideLet my words eat you alive
