The third video clip from the 'Creation' Album.

A young artist enters a resort, getting ready for an awards night, as a friend comes in to greet him.
"I hate awards nights, specially when I don't win anything," said the artist.
"You'll be fine, you'll win something. You always do," said the visitor.
"Oh Chris, It's different you know. You're a author and I'm a music star. It's not so great being famous you know," he said.
"Daivd, you're a star. There are many great things that you have that others don't," explianed Chris.
David look over the resort pool and sighed.
"But it comes at a price Everything does Chris," said David.
Chris sat on the bed and thought about it.
"Tell me all it," said Chris.
"Well, it goes a bit like this," started David.
David walked out of the room and walked down the hallway as Chris followed him to the top where he watched the visitors walked in and out of the resort.
I've got fourty million dollars
Up on the L.A resort
I've got credit cards to the million
Where some are called after my name
I've got contracts for every movie
That wants my name on it, but you see

David slides down the stair rail
"What's so bad about having credit cards and owning resort. I'm looking for one to own," joked Chris from the top.

It's just not what it seems to be you know
My heart's been broken in many pieces
I have no time for myself
No one seems to care about me
All they want is my damn fame

David chats to the visitors as they walk in

Chorus

Don't think what it seems to be
Cuase it's just not what it is
Don't think what it seems to be
It's just not what it seems to be

I've got every record comp.
Wanting my voice spinning with the DJ
Every awards night I go
They all come and take my picture
Wherever I go, I wonder
Is someone watching me behide my back, but I know

David skates around the water fountain.
Chris tapps on the front desk.

It's just not what it seems to be you know
Everyone's played and gambled with my heart
And all this fame takes all my time
And no one seems to care about me
All they want want is my damn fame

Four other dancers joins him at the water fountain.
"How do the dancers know when a song's on?" Chris said to himself.

Don't think what it seems to be
Cuase it's just not what it is
Don't think what it seems to be (just not what it seems)
It's just not what it seems to be

Don't think what it seems to be
Cuase it's just not what it is
Don't think what it seems to be (you see it's not it's not)
It's just not what it seems to be

All they want is my damn fame
The cars, the booze, the money
The speed, the magazines and my name
Whatever happed to my damn self?

The other music stars and visitors dnace around at the top
“You know this clown?” asked thr front desk guy.
“Hey, he’s no clown, this could be good for the resort,” cried Chris.

Don't think what it seems to be
Cuase it's just not what it is
Don't think what it seems to be (just not what it seems)
It's just not what it seems to be

Don't think what it seems to be
Cuase it's just not what it is
Don't think what it seems to be (you see it's not it's not)
It's just not what it seems to be

Don't think what it seems to be
Cuase it's just not what it is
Don't think what it seems to be (just not what it seems)
It's just not what it seems to be

The lights go dark as David’s face appears

(Acoustic)
Don't think what it seems to be
Cuase it's just not what it is
Don't think what it seems to be (you see it's not it's not)
It's just not what it seems to be

Whatever happened to myself (ohh myself)

“Someone turns the light on please,” said the front desk guy.
“Stop complaining. It will when the clip's over,” cried Chris.....