Fifteen Minutes Songtext
von Calling All Astronauts

You think you′re perfect
You think you're special
You think you′re relevant
You're just a pop star

Got your fifteen minutes of fame
Puppet on a string, life down the drain
Got your fifteen minutes of fame
Don't believe the hype, you′re all the same


A team of writers
A growing entourage
A crew of hate bots
You′re just a pop star

Got your fifteen minutes of fame
Puppet on a string, life down the drain
Got your fifteen minutes of fame
Don't believe the hype, you′re all the same

You had a breakdown
And lost your label
You live in rehab
You were a pop star


Got your fifteen minutes of fame
Puppet on a string, life down the drain
Got your fifteen minutes of fame
Don't believe the hype, you′re all the same