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Nine Inch Nails - Starsuckers Inc

My God sits in the back of the limousine

My God comes in a wrapper of cellophane

My God pouts on the cover of the magazine

My God is a shallow little bitch trying to make a scene



I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype

I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right

I'll be there for you as long as it works for me

I play a game it's called insincerity



Starsuckers

Starsuckers

Starsuckers, Inc.

Starsuckers



I am every fucking thing and just a little more

I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore

And when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste



It's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah

(asskisser)



Starsuckers

Starsuckers

Starsuckers, Inc.

Starsuckers



All our pain

How did we ever get by without you?

You're so vain

I bet you think this song is about you

Don't you?

Don't you?

Don't you?

Don't you?



Now I belong, I'm one of the chosen ones

Now I belong, I'm one of the beautiful ones
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