A television makes someone a starPeople dive in, just to arriveBut my vision's set on higherSkirts and heels won't help me survive
In this view, what do you see?Nothing here feels special to meSomebody might make your dreams come trueBut just as fast, they can undo youOh, simple but that's not how it goes, oh
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They chase the light, not sure whySome dreams get quiet as they growI have seen bright eyes look awayThere's a kind of grace in moving slow
Some just walk, no need to shineNot every life needs to be knownSome grow roots instead of fameAnd they still carry quiet flameIt's not that simple, but that is how our lives go
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Look at Sammy!Sammy loves to dance, bare feet, for her familySpinning down the hall with a smile so rapturouslySammy starts singing, on gawd, melodies take flightColoring the air in hues no painter could ever reciteBeware, out hereThey're hunting for new sparks to frameAnd as cameras crept inIt was something that Sammy could never avoidBut she can dance though (Shake it, shake it)Shake it off (Shake, shake it)They try to cast her off of her swayThere she dances, shake it off(Ay-)(Ay-)A television makes someone a star(Ay-)