Nine Inch Nails Starfuckers, Inc. Lyrics

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My god sits in the back of the limousine
My god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
My god pouts on the cover of the magazine
My god's a shallow little ***** trying to make the scene

I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game
It's called insincerity

Star****ers
Star****ers
Star****ers, Inc.
Star****ers

I am every ****ing thing and just a little more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
And when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
It's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah
(*** kisser)

Star****ers
Star****ers
Star****ers, Inc.
Star****ers

All our pain
How did we ever get by without you?
You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?

Now I belong I'm one of the chosen ones
Now I belong I'm one of the beautiful ones

Written by: Charlie Clouser, Trent Reznor, Author Unknown Composer
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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