Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaime Tellado
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaime Tellado
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaime Tellado
Producer
Lyrics
Tell me you don't care, lie me on the face
All your money spent, all your dreams are fake
You got all the gear, but always hit wrong notes
And I'm here, outside is cold, my cheap laptop is spitting gold
Casualitie does´t exist, yes you did it, then i spit
You think that we are dumb, but you can´t lie no one
You got reviews on magazines, and the promo makes those hits
You are friend of the algorithm and got an interview per week
Yeah, tell me you're an indie, cause I know what that is
You said you're a freak, just check out all my shit
That talent does´t exist, you just learned how to steal
Copy, breathe and dream, never a propper gig
You haven´t crafted yourself, and I'm a craftsman man
I'm all day taking care
This poison tastes so well, I'm building songs everydays
I'm an architect of taste
And I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
just two hands and one brain
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
There's no tricks on my game
And I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
just two hands and one brain
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
There's no tricks on my game
And I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
just two hands and one brain
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
There's no tricks on my game
And I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
just two hands and one brain
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
There's no tricks on my game
And I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
just two hands and one brain
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
There's no tricks on my game
And I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
just two hands and one brain
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
There's no tricks on my game
Written by: Jaime Tellado

