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you can walk so far
but you always end up here
you know who you are
you know what you fear
on the sorrow-go-round
on the circle line
back to the start
the boomerang of time

this isn't hollywood
this is your life and love
you're directing it yourself
and you're doing your own stunts
you're falling to the floor
you're falling to your knees
but there's no audience
and there's no oscar speech

hide in your trailer
in a broken actor swoon
by the secret sound-stage -
a replica of the moon
camera! lighst! then inactivity
collapsing all around you
the flimsy scenery

this isn't hollywood
this is your life and love
you're directing it yourself
and you're doing your own stunts
you're falling to the floor
you're falling to your knees
but there's no audience
and there's no oscar speech

treading on the stars
down hollywood boulevard aint so hard
its not a place of sequins
just broke dreams and drug deals after dark

this isn't hollywood
this is your life and love
you're directing it yourself
and you're doing your own stunts
you're falling to the floor
you're falling to your knees
but there's no audience
and there's no oscar speech