This fame thing, I don’t get it

E-Bow the Letter :: R.E.M.
from the album, New Adventures in Hi-Fi (1996)

“I don’t want to disappoint you,
I’m not here to anoint you,
I would lick your feet,
but is that the sickest move?
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow,
and who’d have thought tomorrow could be so strange?
My loss, and here we go again”

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