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Listen closely, your secrets
They’re not hidden, nor are they unspoken
These girls played in sequence
My ears to the street, not sure you noticed
But I know what they’re saying…. I know the games you’re playing
Now that I’ve got you got you got you on your knees
It’s the best place I’ve ever seen you be
Begging but beggars take what’s given out for free
I’m sorry baby, I’m not easy
Your famous, I’m no-one
So sorry, not sorry- you have it all wrong
I’ll write down the reasons
I’m playing along but not a victim
You need to hear what I’m saying, you know the games I’m playing
Top dog I heard you need a pack to have your back, do you?
Top dog I heard you need a pack to have your back and attack.
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Jaded
04:27
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Just like the message left unread
Along with the promises you said
I had to push through jaded, my light faded, my light faded..
Then all you people stabbed my back
Now the trust buildings all cracked
And I got reacquainted with that hatred with that hatred
For all the lies I’ve said and heard
For all of the lessons we have learnt
For procrastinating I’m still waiting I’m still waiting
For all the people that we hurt
For all the bridges we have burnt
For all times that’s fading, over hating over hating
Who really cares in the end there’s no one there
When your time is racing, no one’s waiting, no one’s waiting
The so called friends when I need you where’s your hand?
And I’m over hating I’m done hating …. Watch this
Your gonna make it on your own
Turn the lights out sing the sorrow whoa oh oh
To the people that we miss
I know the memories won’t last
We’ll ride alone
Who really cares in the end there’s no one there
The so called friends when I need you where’s your hands?
I’m here to tell you that I cared
I’m here to tell you that I cared
What happened, to friends to the end?
I had to learn the hard way
I had to learn the hardest way
Don’t worry I’ll be ok
Don’t stress, just taste this bitterness.
You’re gonna make it, don’t go looking back it’s not beyond you
Don’t be alone and miserable
To the people that we miss
I know the memories won’t last
We’ll ride alone
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TV Killed The Radio Star
03:30
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So is it so
To share this art form
You tell me that I have to sell my soul?
I ask the question
will fight with me
or will I fight alone, will i fight alone
Who oh oh oh oh oh oh
ONE by ONE we’ll take them down, just follow me
Who oh oh oh oh
And i know these words will make me enemies
Will you stop abusing
Will you be cut the loose ends?
You who killed the music
I’ll show you my revolution
Media collusion
You think there is any truth in
The false idols they're producing
Their sob stories & Auto tuning
Fame for fame sake
You pathetic, fucking fakes
You let those fat executives come in and dominate
We have what it takes
And we refuse to take the bait
We do this ourselves, we’re proud as hell, we’ll go against the grain
Those who get rejected
Come home with mass depression
Torn to shreds on TV
Its ‘Entertainment for a nation’
Fame for fame sake
You pathetic, fucking fakes
Your machine consumed and killed the known and traditional ways
Where was your journey?
We’ve had years of learning
This machine is churning
Eating souls and taking earnings
U got what it takes?
Say I don’t, say I don’t it’s your mistake
We’re the few and true, we’ll throw this in their face
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