This is the game that you want to play
You´re sure it will make your day
Got a perfect face, your own design
You´re into the pace and you fell fine
But You play with fire,
when you go with you hearts desire
Chorus
The show was never meant to be – it´s over!
The show was never meant to be!
Love of fame will only make you colder!
Nothing ever seems to set you free!
Only one song, and you fell so strong
You`ve been waiting so long, nothing can go wrong
You want your piece of fame
and everybody to remember your name
This is a game
and you feel strong
Chorus
The show was never meant to be – it´s over!
The show was never meant to be!
Love of fame will only make you colder!
Nothing ever seems to set you free!
© Kent Eskildsen 2010