You're a star of L.A. in your dreams
There's no expenses you can't afford with a sneer
Your life is so crazy in your big limousine
Until you wake up and you find your life has gone away
You're lost on the Way
Of The Fake Reality...
You wanna be the next of the list VIPissed
And you know they demand the best merchandising
So you look after you appearance every day
Your jeans brand I know is expensive and it seems
You're lost on the Way
Of The Fake Reality...
There will be a lane you won't cross
'Cause maybe you're not mande of the wood in Vogue
Your harvest what you sowed,that's what they will tell you
But we know that the truth is so far away