Lyricist: Vivienne Jon   Composer: Elliott Tam


Everyone just look at me
Mercedes Gucci Tiffany
Everything you own because of fame
Without luck you only live with nothing

The name we given to the people surrounded you is fool
The eyes of people that admired you is covered by repute
I don’t even know what is done by you
We sleep with Mary Jane but you never be awaked

(I don’t care ‘bout what you say)
(I don’t care ‘bout how you feel)

Cause I know it should be throwing into bin
But those trash being kept by some stupid stooge
Get off my shit and go away
(Getting famous is becuz you’re grovelling I’m telling)

You’ve got
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me

How dare are you staying here
You should better disappear
I’m the bliss and you’re the grief
You’re the Spare and I’m the motif

I know that I’m unique when I was only seventeen
You’re still in Mama’s arm keep crying perfect for a wimp
Grovelled at my feet when I shout at it
You run around the world chase after my dream

(I don’t care ‘bout what you say)
(I don’t care ‘bout how you feel)

You’ll never success cause I’m on the lead
The only thing you do is crawl behind me
Get off my shit and go away
(Getting famous is becuz you’re grovelling I’m telling)

You’ve got
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me

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Lyricist: Vivienne Jon   Composer: Elliott Tam


Everyone just look at me
Mercedes Gucci Tiffany
Everything you own because of fame
Without luck you only live with nothing

The name we given to the people surrounded you is fool
The eyes of people that admired you is covered by repute
I don’t even know what is done by you
We sleep with Mary Jane but you never be awaked

(I don’t care ‘bout what you say)
(I don’t care ‘bout how you feel)

Cause I know it should be throwing into bin
But those trash being kept by some stupid stooge
Get off my shit and go away
(Getting famous is becuz you’re grovelling I’m telling)

You’ve got
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me

How dare are you staying here
You should better disappear
I’m the bliss and you’re the grief
You’re the Spare and I’m the motif

I know that I’m unique when I was only seventeen
You’re still in Mama’s arm keep crying perfect for a wimp
Grovelled at my feet when I shout at it
You run around the world chase after my dream

(I don’t care ‘bout what you say)
(I don’t care ‘bout how you feel)

You’ll never success cause I’m on the lead
The only thing you do is crawl behind me
Get off my shit and go away
(Getting famous is becuz you’re grovelling I’m telling)

You’ve got
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me
Nothing on me Nothing on me