There are many who would make their name
and seek the glory of the limelight –
there are few who’re prepared for fame.

There are those who like to claim
that it’s all theirs by right.
There are many who would make their name.

There are so many that are all the same;
they twinkle and then fall from sight.
There are few who’re prepared for fame.

Their life laid bare, a public shame,
displayed for our vulgar delight.
There are many who would make their name.

For the successful, a lifelong game
of putting on masks every night.
There are few who’re prepared for fame.

But in the end, who can blame
them for reaching towards such heights.
There are many who would make their name;
there are few who’re prepared for fame.

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