Seconds of Fame - Still Patient?

time flies in the land of need

between the black and the white we feed

our pathetic weep

until theres no more truth to bleed

bright lights and no secret to keep

our legs spread we work hard to sleep

with all the priests of glory

so many words but not enough story

we sell our souls, our self respect

until there’s nothing left to expect

we kill for credit we kill for the flame

that lights our seconds — seconds of fame

night falls on to the mighty heap

of things we thought we absolutely need

all visions fade to gray

lets build a new one here to stay

it’s like a drug, once you got hooked

there’s no way out, your flight is booked

let’s go focus on the essential claim

and cry for more seconds of fame

now

gimme more

if I won’t get them

I will go insane