He walks in style in his bright blue Ray-Bans
Off-brand, king of the land
Although you'll never see him doing favors
He's always quick to ask for a hand
You never see the man behind the camera
Lives his life through the lens
No sympathy, just trying to impress them
Showing off his Mercedes Benz
Just can't stand this Hollywood Knockoff
Stealing the spotlight
No one else to be seen
Fragmented moonlight
Stars on the silver screen
Your life's in analog
Couldn't cut through the fog
Stuck on your blind ego
Hollywood Knockoff
Get lost
And yeah it's obvious he doesn't love her
He's controlling her heart
He gives her endless infinity, secular divinity
Promises that hurt from the start
Just can't stand this Hollywood Knockoff
Stealing the spotlight
No one else to be seen
Fragmented moonlight
Stars on the silver screen
Your life's in analog
Couldn't cut through the fog
Stuck on your blind ego
Hollywood Knockoff
Get lost
Always searching for approval
People calling his name
An arena filled with sounds of silence
Hopeless dreams; All empty fame
He won't stay hidden but can't blow his cover
Lost in his own disguise
Everywhere but no one sees him
Caught up in his own web of lies
Just can't stand this Hollywood Knockoff
Stealing the spotlight
No one else to be seen
Fragmented moonlight
Stars on the silver screen
Your life's in analog
Couldn't cut through the fog
Stuck on your blind ego
Hollywood Knockoff
Get lost