They're giving praise Before an itchy trigger That aims to plug into your energy By means of crunching up Some numbered figures And hope you choose From the names that get bought in a row Doesn't work anymore It doesn't make it alright You're just a name on the shelf And the colors amaze But they don't cover the lies
Let's put some change into a broken meter Let's make a sickness with the remedy A hint of mint and then there's no more flavor Another bruise on the bulletin nose It doesn't hurt anymore It doesn't make it alright
You're just a name on the shelf And the colors amaze But they don't cover the lies
I get sold It doesn't hurt anymore It doesn't mean it was right You're just a name on the shelf And the colors amaze But they don't cover the lies
And you know I get sold; It doesn't hurt anymore It doesn't mean it was right You're just a name on the shelf And the colors amaze But they don't cover the lies
I can't remember the name, but I'm sold! It doesn't hurt anymore It doesn't mean it was right You're just a name on the shelf And the colors amaze But they don't cover the liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.