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| The Cult Born Into This Dirty Little Rock Star So you be a Dirty Little Rockstar Blood stained sleeve your Slimane Dior You live a lie sold your soul for the paper Ya be a slave be a media whore Snake skin heal and a cold black charm Shootin saphires up a dead man's arm Hyenna lurk outside your door You're passed out on the bathroom floor Bite your lip Shake your hip Taste the whip You wanna be a Dirty Little Rockstar I don't see no Dirty Little Rockstar Chaos breeds under heaven's skyline Your young hearts are melting only phoenix survive Stay in the game you sick lil hipster You get it all, get ahead |
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