Hate when they call me superstar
  Do I look like a superstar?
  Yet unreachable and very far
  Ever noticed I'm right here wit ya'll?
  I cover my face because
  They do not need to see
  I ain't no gangsta or no thug
  I am just being me
  The world smells of drama
  So I cover up my nose
  The faces like film leavin' out too long, gets overexposed
  Getting praised by magazines
  From the girlfriends in my clothes
  I hope they still love me when I shun away 'cuz I am afraid to blow
  
  [Chorus]
  WANT WAR?
  Well!
  WAR WE'LL GIVE!
  We'll be rocking this
  BANDANA!
  Well you/So You
  CAN'T SEE SHIT!
  [scream]
  
  [2nd Verse]
  Now the fear of blowing up
  Definitely takes it's toll
  It sends it's demons down to your mind to take control
  If it thinks it's got my mind
  Well it better think again
  I got the pleasure of the piano
  and this powerful pen
  But you
  ([Shae:] You!}
  You want 15 minutes to shine with your concept
  What's so interesting?
  What's your desire?
  Soon as you get your cover story
  And your precious headlines
  So sorry, so sorry, so sorry
  They'll just fuck you from behind
  
  [Chorus]
  WANT WAR?
  Well!
  WAR WE'LL GIVE!
  We'll be rocking this
  BANDANA!
  Well you/So you
  CAN'T SEE SHIT!
  
  [Bridge]
  I don't wanna blow up
  I'm smiling 'cuz I know
  All the pieces that make me me
  Will glisten from my soul
  My self-esteem is not a fake
  It comes from within
  Come and take a picture,
  I'll sign whatever you want my friend
  
  Still
  ([Shae:] Still)
  Still
  ([Shae:] Still)
  
  Yeah!
  
  War...
  
  [Chorus]
  WANT WAR?
  Well!
  WAR WE'LL GIVE! We'll be rocking this
  BANDANA!
  Well you/So you
  CAN'T SEE SHIT!
  [scream]
  
  WANT WAR!