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Limp Bizkit - The Channel lyrics
[Verse 1] Check one I don't like the radio I don't like tv They're selling so much shit these days And this shit is not who I want to be I don't like officials Using rank to pretend they're not crooks I don't like the tricks played on kids in those shitty teen metal books I don't like my heros To kill themselves with the drugs I don't think sucess can fill you up when you need love I don't like the whores That try to fuck you for your game I don't like my childhood And do not need someone else to blame [Chorus] This is the channel I'm dialed into I already know you, are dialed in too This is the channel I'm dialed into and I already know you, are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too [Verse 2] Come on I don't like this music I don't like this band I like what we're about and mock what you cannot understand I don't like being paranoid I don't like that I'm breeding again but I accept all these cards I've been dealt And do not be your motherfucking friend [Chorus] This is the channel I'm dialed into I already know you, are dialed in too This is the channel I'm dialed into and I already know you, are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too [Bridge] Who gives a fuck about what I like who gives a fuck about who listens as long as I'm here as long as you know you can keep me here for whenever you get lost or you need an excuse to coverup your intentions you hate that I express how I'm feeling you hate that you relate to this shit you hate that I'm a tick a motherfucking tick you're finding hard to forget! [Chorus] This is the channel I'm dialed into I already know you, are dialed in too This is the channel I'm dialed into and I already know you, are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too. |
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