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• Artiste: Trophy Eyes
• Titre: People Like You
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Questions without any answers Too young to understand it The world isn't for people like you Standard case of empty-handed So let the children have it And send them off to black eye show and tell Hands are sweating in your trousers Staring at the ground while they're looking at the holes in your shoes Cancer, domestic disaster You learned to put your hands up Because it was what you were taught to do I wanna be like everyone else Be anyone but myself Life is easy when you're beautiful Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older If I can't be you, then fuck you Life is empty with your pocket full Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older Oh that's what they tell you, fuck you Left you, waving in the rearview Standing by the door To the sound of "he can't hurt you anymore" Fast food, wrapped in black and white news Eaten on the floor In a rented three-bedroom for four I wanna live like everyone else Be anyone but myself With smiling faces in family portraits By the trophies on my shelf I wanna live like everyone else Be anyone but myself Life is easy when you're beautiful Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older If I can't be you, then fuck you Life is empty with your pocket full Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older Oh that's what they tell you, fuck you Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older Life is easy when you're beautiful Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older If I can't be you, then fuck you Life is empty with your pocket full Life's not fair but it's nearly over Dying's cheaper than growing older Oh that's what they tell you, fuck you