Ain't the pictures enough, why do u go through so much
To get the story u need, so u can bury me
You've got the people confused, u tell the stories u choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am
You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
Won't u just let me be
'Cause your cameras can't control, the minds of those who know
That you'll even sell your soul just to get a story sold
Chorus
I need my privacy, I need my privacy
So paparazzi, get away from me
Some of u still wonder why, one of my vrienden had to die
To get a message across, that yet u haven't heard
My friend...
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