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Artiste:
State Champs
Titre:
Tight Grip
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You look so surprised to see It working out for a freak like me You know it's not brain surgery You're big talk but you're boring me 9 to 5 suit and tie A go getter Narrow mind kinda guy Who knows better Keeping score knowing you're The pretender yeah I'm just thinking Why are you like this Clinging to your tight grip Living life with urgency Fame's got its prices Monetize your likeness Still you think you know what's best for me Bought what they sold you Now that they control you Living life so perfectly You've got your own truth I don't fucking owe you Still you think you know what's best for me It makes sense inside your head That old book beside your bed That you never open A hopeless devotion Playing the part with confidence Riding high What a critical thinker Watch as I Put up both middle fingers Waste of time Put the world through the ringer Cuz you think you're a god Well go figure and You can go your way You know we ain't the same so Why are you like this Clinging to your tight grip Living life with urgency Fame's got its prices Monetize your likeness Still you think you know what's best for me Bought what they sold you Now that they control you Living life so perfectly You've got your own truth I don't fucking owe you Still you think you know what's best for me 9 to 5 suit and tie A go getter Narrow mind kinda guy Who knows better Riding high What a critical thinker Watch as I Put up both middle fingers Why are you like this Clinging to your tight grip Living life with urgency Fame's got its prices Monetize your likeness Still you think you know what's best for me Bought what they sold you Now that they control you Living life so perfect You've got your own truth I don't fucking owe you Still you think you know what's best for me