Letras

I've been living in ways That are mainly beside the point Like an obscure record Being played in some shabby joint They say you have to live it up Like there's no tomorrow But life evolves in spite of us It's not something you can borrow It was always less than what I thought And the machine never caught wind And that's mainly because I thought It would never amount to anything Got pushed into the streets Into a bed with no sheets Into the world on my bare feet Soon hardened to life's drumbeat They tried to get rid of me Tried to corner me silently So you can say whatever you want But don't fuck me up quietly Kid, you don't get me Kid, you don't get me I'm at the receiving end of an industry That sells tough luck beans Plays a dissonant symphony For disappointments hard to redeem Hey that's the way it is The machine never caught wind Even when I had the money I never knew how to stint Kept my eyes on the door Yeah I always got my share When I heard footsteps approach Coming up the stairs I never kept the score Somehow I just lost track Yeah what's the use of screaming Inside a heavy sack They tried to get rid of me Tried to corner me silently So you can say whatever you want But don't fuck me up quietly They tried to get rid of me Tried to corner me silently So you can say whatever you want But don't fuck me up quietly Kid, you don't get me Kid, you don't get me Kid, you don't get me Kid, you don't get me Kid, you don't get me Kid, you don't get me
Writer(s): Wim Janssens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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