Lyrics
Never thought it'd come to this
Song's about me talking shit
Never thought it'd come to this
This songs about me talking shit
Music's going down the drain
Don't really care about the fame
Having your money's fucking lame
You and me are not the same
Filthy green, paper talks
Plastics dolls stand up and walk
Think they take your breath away
Why do all the bad things have to stay?
Music's going down the drain
Don't really care about the fame
Having your money's fucking lame
You and me are not the same
Never thought it'd come to this
Song's about me talking shit
Never thought it'd come to this
This songs about me talking shit
Music's going down the drain
Don't really care about the fame
Having your money's fucking lame
You and me are not the same