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Michael Kiske - So Sick lyrics
Kiske) Iīm sick of finding there is no one you can trust Iīm sick of hearing money makingīs a must Iīm tired of seeing people slander behind backs Iīcanīt stand seeing you sneaking up my arse! I get ill when I see what people do for cash How little love means and everyday it means less Headline-lies to feed the hunger for hate Can anybody tell me thatīs itīs not too late? But I see light - It shines so bright Can anybody say what is happening to me? an anybody say? Even art is sold for the cheapest success To express yourself means nothing I guess?! But I'm telling you all, there's nothing else that I'll do 'Cause what keeps me goin' ain't the praise from you! Mr. Smart is loud calling everyone roar Calls himself a real friend, the perfect friend I'm wishing for! I know he just means good by trying to tell me how to play It's just I don't give a shit 'bout anything he'll say 'Cause I see light - It shines so bright Can anybody say what is happening to me? an anybody say? This business's a lie- I don't believe in it- This business's a lie Well it's hip to be stupid- so I like to be smart And when they say it's all over- I like to give a start And when it's hip to be hip- I give a hip hip shit And when they want me to go on-I'm pretty sure that I quite I ain't running this race- it ain't worth a tear I want sweat for this- to me everything is clear If now I didn't make a point- there is no point to make I don't want a piece of your cake! It's all cheap and dumb- A sick after money run I didn't mean to wake you up- but I slept too long I wonīt fight with fools and that is really victory There are sides to choose and anly one will let me be I know I got some friends, but even if thereīs just a few I wonīt feed the blind, no thatīs the last I wanna do! What means averything to me no one gives a damn And whatīs nothing in my eyes is held high up in their hands Donīt wanna please anyone, donīt wanna give whatīs been asked And whatīs the first for you, for me itīs the last |
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