Headless torsos every night
Vapid voices, racist minds
I read your message, it's alright
I only think about you all the time, all the damn time
Let's celebrate
With a little somethin'
So pour the champagne
Pour the champagne
Til I feel no pain
Til I feel no pain
Come see my place in Beverly Hills
A jaguar guards it with four wheels (four wheels, for real)
Steel white gates and marble floors (je l'adore)
Basquiat above my door
Heard you found another
Could someone call the doctor
So pour the champagne
Pour the champagne
Til I feel no pain
Til I feel no pain
I close my eyes it's you I taste
Effervescent like Moet
When I was young I wanted to be Superman
Now I fly everywhere and I don't know
I don't know who I am
So pour the champagne (pour it on me, baby)
Pour the champagne (pour it on me, baby)
Til I feel no pain (pour it on me, til I fade)
Til I feel no pain (til I, til I, til I feel no pain)
Til I feel no
Til I feel no
Til I feel no shame in where I've been
And feeling lost in my own skin