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Artiste:
Lostprophets
Titre:
The Fake Sound Of Progress
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Somebody told me that I'd always have to bow If that was true I would have fallen apart by now The more you think, the less you act their way So can you hear this? The fake sound of progress Never reason with a fool But is that unkind? Looks like i've lost my mind, once again I know it all sounds so contrived But its got to me, you know I've got to be more than this Don't fret, don't scorn, cos I walk a different street to you You look so worn, I bet that life has got you broke But it will never get to me Somebody told me that I'd always have to bow If that was true I would have fallen apart by now The more you think, the less you act their way So can you hear this? The fake sound of progress And I feel the way you hold, hold me back from this Chances that i've missed now they're gone Apathy is all I sense, the feeling's too intense Sitting on the fence, can't decide Don't fret, don't scorn, cos I walk a different street to you You look so worn, I bet that life has got you broke But it will never get to me Somebody told me that I'd always have to bow If that was true I would have fallen apart by now The more you think, the less you act their way So can you hear this? The fake sound of progress All these words and I count to four Never feel another day All these times and I need more Make me take away Tell me now, can you hear the sound? Of all these people falling down Who went back into the ground Make me smile again RAAAAAAAAAAAA SWING IT!!! It sounds like dada..yeah it sounds like this All these words and I count to four Never feel another day All these times and I want more Make me take away All these words and I count to four I'll never feel another day It makes me take away Somebody told me that I'd always have to bow If that was true I would have fallen apart by now The more you think, the less you act their way So can you hear this? The fake sound of progress You make me smile again (the fake sound of progress) You make me smile again (the fake sound of progress) You make me smile again (the fake sound of progress)