Ain't the pictures enough, why do you go through so much
To get the story you need, so you can bury me
You've got the people confused, you tell the stories you choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am
You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
Won't you just let me be
'Cause your cameras can't control, the minds of those who know
That you'll even sell your soul just to get a story sold
Chorus
I need my privacy, I need my privacy
So paparazzi, get away from me
Some of you still wonder why, one of my mga kaibigan had to die
To get a message across, that yet you haven't heard
My friend...
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