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Sung by Mutes

It comes as no surprise to know you’re all about style there’s nothing true in your words. Walking around like a tortured soul, a lonely artist who cannot find they’re way. Hold on to this one shot this is the last chance of your life. Are there any lengths to which you won’t go to make yourself, please yourself? It’s not for me.

Cos I will not obey this ‘music biz’ charade. I will not obey. But shoot ‘em down they just keep coming.

So it seems the story goes a team of writers can express your thoughts and your life. Words become unnecessary secondary to photographs and videos. And just when we thought it was safe we’re subjected to yet more of your stereoed whining, fame seeking pinings injected into us though our radio.

‘So come here me play these songs I wrote’ it’s so sad that they’re words you cannot say.

Přidal: Ondra dne 24. 09. 2006 v 22:06.
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