text: Breaks like glass
  But not in your hand
  Shoot you down
  Right where you stand
  And it dont care for what you wear
  Or which way you might sway
  It calls you up
  But not on the phone
  And it will drag you from your throne
  And you may laugh while you sit there
  Sipping your champagne
  And they all laugh at your despair
  Sniffing your cocaine
  Im a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce
  And Im howling at the moon
  Is my happening too deafening
  For you?
  For you?
  Its maybe the fame
  Its forgotten your name
  Its sees you cry, you never did explain
  And I remain
  Blowing through you like a hurricane
  Its a shame
  Its a shame
  Its a shame
  It will not fall
  Not from the sky
  And it dont eat no humble pie
  And you may have your quiet life
  But I bet you dont know why
  It made you a mess
  You didnt believe
  You still dont know what makes me breathe
  And you may laugh while you sit there
  Sipping your champagne
  And they all laugh at your despair
  While youre sniffing your cocaine
  Im a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce
  And Im howling at the moon
  Is this happening too deafening
  For you?
  For you?
  Its maybe the fame
  Forgotten your name
  Its sees you cry, you never did explain
  And I remain
  Blowing through you like a hurricane
  Its a shame
  Its a shame
  Its a shame
  Its maybe the fame
  Forgotten your name
  Its sees you cry, you never did explain
  And I remain
  Blowing through you like a hurricane
  And Ive forgotten your name
  It sees you cry
  From up the sky
  You never did explain
  Why Im still
  Blowing through you
  Like a hurricane