HIDELL - Magazine Lyrics

Picture me on the cover of your magazine

All the shiny happy people starring back at me



Turn the page if you really wanna look at me

The photographs that stole my soul

Are yours to see

Are yours to see



Do i feel alive

Do i feel alive

Do i feel alive



Picture me getting bent in my limousine

Living fast dying young is the only dream



Picture me on the cover of your magazine

Look at me I'm a copy written junky

When I'm gone I'll live on for eternity