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Dec 27, 2025
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Fame is a Gun

Things we do for love.
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Fame is a Gun

I strewed the stage with big Xs
knowing nothing else would appeal
to your friends with front row seats
but the bat that left every evening

love is a drug that I can’t deny using
with fame as a gun, I shot my wings
pointed blind for a glamorous scene
to fall off exactly where my life begins
my X crash spot to begin my burning.