[This record is intended to help you check your playing equipment Without the use of measurement instruments and remembering that the ultimate aim Is to produce sound which is completely acceptable to the listener]
I'm tired of fake fortunes being sold I'm tired of my tyres burning rubber on the road Tired of the distance, the lengths that I go to Trying to get a bit of credit from you Fuck that Real love feels real So I don't need to try to synthesise The feel
I'm trying to unlock doors with these musical keys My friends puff trees to the Z to a G Oh no And all I do is twinkle the ivory keys Indulgently, 'cause I do this for me I know
And it just feels a little bit like Somebody cut a hole in my pockets 'Cause I've been trying to do this right With no profits and the loss I can't stop it
And consumption lies at the heart of my bad habits I live in a world where I want but can't have it Tell me why that is the way it is I need some real love, to feel real But people all around me still try to leave the ties that feel
I'm trying to unlock doors with these musical keys Eventually I smoke a Z to a G Oh no And all I do is twinkle the ivory keys It's no wonder why I make no Ps I know
But it just feels a little bit like Somebody cut a hole in my pockets Cause I've been trying to do this right With no profits and the loss I can't stop itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
