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I don't want to be anybodys fantasy I just want somebody to love be for being me I don't want the fame and fortune or any glory I just want somebody to know me and love me stardom is numb so dumb don't come I used to be able to look in someone's eyes and think maybe they could see me but it's getting harder every day to find someone who does not know my history and who they think I'm supposed to be I used to be able to trust in someone's words when they said they loved who I am but it's getting impposible to tell the difference between honest love and an adoring fan and I'm doing the best I can I'm just a man stardom is numb so dumb don't come can I be a child again and go someplace where nobody thinks they know me before they even meet me can I just be free again and go someplace without my crew where no one will ask me to do what they think I'm supposed to do stardom is numb so dumb don't come everybody wants control of my mind and body and soul everybody wants a piece of the pie and they can't take a joke when I throw it right between their eyes (when I hit them in the eye) (when I tell them goodbye) (goodbye) stardum is numb so dumb don't come Stardom Ric Candor ©2000 MAIN GATE FRONT DOOR WRITTEN GARDENS FAREWELL EMAIL
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