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I don't care,
But I want a face no one can recognize in disguise,
Someone called out my name,
They thought of taking pictures, autographs in the car,
My joy has turned to pain
My father always told me,
You won't live a quiet life,
If you're reaching for fortune and fame,
I feel the pressure setting in, i'm living just to win,
I'm done in my pain, don't you feel it?
It's the price of fame, you pay the price of fame,
So don't be feelin' no pain!
It's the price of fame, it's the price of fame,
So don't you ever complain,
I am the cover of the magazines, what a scene,
They know my every do's,
Just sign your name on the dollar line, you'll be fine,
That always bothers me,
Get in your car, you wanna take a ride, look behind,
Someone is following you,
You try to lose them, you turn real fast, but too bad,
They know your every move,
My father always told me,
You won't live a quiet life,
If you're reaching for fortune and fame,
I feel the pressure setting in, i'm living just to win,
I'm putting all this pain, don't you ever complain!
It's the price of fame, you pay the price of fame,
So don't you ever complain!
It's the price of fame, you pay the price for fame,
So don't be feelin' no pain!
It's the price of fame, you pay the price of fame!
I'd like to take sometime and get away, then they'll say,
Is that boy still alive?
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Only the strong survive,
My father always told me,
You won't live a quiet life,
They startin' wonderin' where have you been?
I feel their envious looks at me,
Their stinkin' jealousy,
I've been standing here in my shoes,
And then i picked up my blues!
It's the price of fame.