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lyrics
this is the movement and im not talkin' political
but if we're talkin' 'bout my city well then its official
its all officially artificial - sweet and low
silicone placed underneath our plastic tissue
niptuck our image - make me beautiful
so nervous - bite my nails down to the cuticles
image is everything. fuck the message
grab your notebooks motherfucker heres your lesson
who needs a brain when we have paper and pencil
to trace our role models with the help of a stencil?
shit. If were nothing more than the choices we make
well then I guess that we are nothing. Yeah nothing but fake
i'm so far from the billboard of perfection. No question
the medicine said to cure no infection
I am the lesson that cant be taught
I am the dark streets of your city that you’re too scared to walk
but what the fuck did I expect writing songs about my miserable life
depressing train wreck I am
debbie downer. Why so serious?
Am I a joker or just delirious?
Don't you wanna know how I got these scars?
I hit a crack and did a flip over my handlebars
this is a rocky ass road, don't got the money to pave it
ain't a goddamn thing that can save it
but if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts
and sing our songs like we still have hearts
then maybe one day i'll believe in something
more than this nothing
if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts
and sing our songs like we still have hearts
then maybe one day i'll believe in something
more than this nothing
second verse, this is where it hurts
as I scribble just married on the back of my hearse
I have accepted it, learned to make the best of it
now every time I take the stage I just start wrecking shit
but who’s listening, no ones really listening
until I say your favorite rappers name and start dissin them
look, I don’t give a fuck about those sold out shows
and I don’t really give a fuck about that black and yellow, black and yellow
fuck the politics – anti status quo
i'm on some other shit - yeah, you don't even know
its all irrelevant, I rap just for the hell of it
i'm not the type of cat to spit a track with hopes of selling it
anatomically incorrect
born with an extra set of I don't give a fuck's about nuthin'
not bluffin' – self esteem is slumpin'
put a bullet through my hard drive man, just say fuck it
if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts
and sing our songs like we still have hearts
then maybe one day i'll believe in something
more than this nothing
if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts
and sing our songs like we still have hearts
then maybe one day i'll believe in something
more than this nothing
fuck your reviews – don't need no report cards
fuck your reviews – fuck your reviews
fuck your reviews – don't need no report cards
fuck your reviews – fuck your reviews
fuck your reviews – don't need no report cards
don’t need no approval to get my damn dick hard
image is everything. fuck the message
image is everything. fuck the message
image is everything. fuck the message
image is everything. fuck the message
image is everything. fuck the message
grab your notebooks motherfucker heres your lesson
if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts
and sing our songs like we still have hearts
then maybe one day i'll believe in something
more than this nothing
if we can just turn down the seduction of these robot parts
and sing our songs like we still have hearts
then maybe one day i'll believe in something
more than this nothing
credits
from
Happy Days EP,
track released October 12, 2011
All music & lyrics written, arranged, performed, produced and recorded by Brian Howe.
Except all obvious unlisted samples and the following noted collaborations.
Guitars on performed by Josh Escoto.
All samples used without permission. Idgaf.
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