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• Artiste: Eyedea And Abilities
• Titre: Factory
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The stars in your eyes are almost blinding I know I should look away.. Im honestly trying I act like im here, its really hard to care But theres a thin line between your wit and your whining Im just a shadow when your shining I look forward to put it all behind me Kneel before your ego.. its funny how some people Have a way of making the milky-way look tiny Somewhere between the drama and the dryheave Collapse on command using gravity to guide me You're so hip-hop, You're so punk rock You're so so so so Cliche' He looks the same as me Im comfortable in his skin Cover his eyes and dont go Im never interested about my recovery Asleep with the ??? He looks the same as me Im comfortable in his skin Cover his eyes and dont go Tell me theres nothing wrong Now tell me theres nothing wrong And You'll have the credit for my kill The stars look like eyes judging as they gaze apon The long face you wear when its your right to say they're wrong You put noone above you But they cant tell your troubled as you you pick up your pace and sleep alone when the day is done You used to get in fights for fun Its your way of getting close to someone when you dont know how to love I feel sorry for you, even though your fans adore you The more you try to wiggle your way lose the more you get stuck You're so sex, You're so drugs You're so rock and roll, You're so in the moment You're so self-centered, You're so sad Cuz your so so so so Cliche' He looks the same as me Im comfortable in his skin Cover his eyes and dont go Im never interested about my recovery Asleep with the ??? He looks the same as me Im comfortable in his skin Cover his eyes and dont go Tell me theres nothing wrong Now tell me theres nothing wrong You have the credit for my kill