I want to be famous
Have selfies clicked with me
And when I am breathing no more
I want a famous victory
Put statues in the city
Name highways on my might
But when I am done with holy glory
When quietly flows the night
Will selfies in your hearts
Click me as one kind
As someone after fame
But someone not that blind ?
Have selfies clicked with me
And when I am breathing no more
I want a famous victory
Put statues in the city
Name highways on my might
But when I am done with holy glory
When quietly flows the night
Will selfies in your hearts
Click me as one kind
As someone after fame
But someone not that blind ?
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