Nothing to say? Then shut your face
Do you get the picture? Don't like what you see?
Look the other way, do you get the picture?
I'm sick of hearing complaining when nobody's creating
You want something better? Then you've got to make an effort, because nobody else cares less
Want some respect? Look to yourself
Do you get the picture? Don't like who you are? Then change
I'm tired of hearing escapism excuses, try putting yourself to better usage
You've got to be top class, dignified. Got to stay sharp, in touch, motified
Feeling yourself starting to stagnate? Better get up off your knees before it's too late
Get back on top, fulfil your life, not enough to simply stay alive
If you've got an idea put it forward, don't keep it in the back of your mind
Don't fret yourself about criticism, sometimes you have got to be cruel to be kind
Go on, make it, look in the mirror, do you see a person that's framed
(Trapped)
It's up to you and only you, get the picture? You're the only person to blame
Don't get indignant with me boy, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands; they look so soft they are ready and willing when it all goes off
No, don't get indulgent with me boy, knock self-importance on the head
Don't sit there moaning, there's nothing I can do, just start thinking instead
It's simple, when it rains we get wet, when it's sunny we get hot,
sometimes I wonder if that's all we've got
Don't get depressed, never give in; even when down, remember we can win
You know, he knows, she knows, I know, they know, we all know, f*cks knows... and so
Don't get cynical with me girl, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands, they're so soft, they find the target when the lights go off
You don't get cynical with me boy, don't tell me life can be bad
I don't need that shit shoved in my face; I like to believe we can make a stand
But we are so small and it's so big
It tells us what to do, tells us what to think
If we don't stand a chance may as well be dead
Forward our intentions, re-create instead. Come on! Come on!
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Nothing to say? Then shut your face
Do you get the picture? Don't like what you see?
Look the other way, do you get the picture?
I'm sick of hearing complaining when nobody's creating
You want something better? Then you've got to make an effort, because nobody else cares less
Want some respect? Look to yourself
Do you get the picture? Don't like who you are? Then change
I'm tired of hearing escapism excuses, try putting yourself to better usage
You've got to be top class, dignified. Got to stay sharp, in touch, motified
Feeling yourself starting to stagnate? Better get up off your knees before it's too late
Get back on top, fulfil your life, not enough to simply stay alive
If you've got an idea put it forward, don't keep it in the back of your mind
Don't fret yourself about criticism, sometimes you have got to be cruel to be kind
Go on, make it, look in the mirror, do you see a person that's framed
(Trapped)
It's up to you and only you, get the picture? You're the only person to blame
Don't get indignant with me boy, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands; they look so soft they are ready and willing when it all goes off
No, don't get indulgent with me boy, knock self-importance on the head
Don't sit there moaning, there's nothing I can do, just start thinking instead
It's simple, when it rains we get wet, when it's sunny we get hot,
sometimes I wonder if that's all we've got
Don't get depressed, never give in; even when down, remember we can win
You know, he knows, she knows, I know, they know, we all know, f*cks knows... and so
Don't get cynical with me girl, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands, they're so soft, they find the target when the lights go off
You don't get cynical with me boy, don't tell me life can be bad
I don't need that shit shoved in my face; I like to believe we can make a stand
But we are so small and it's so big
It tells us what to do, tells us what to think
If we don't stand a chance may as well be dead
Forward our intentions, re-create instead. Come on! Come on!
Do you get the picture? Don't like what you see?
Look the other way, do you get the picture?
I'm sick of hearing complaining when nobody's creating
You want something better? Then you've got to make an effort, because nobody else cares less
Want some respect? Look to yourself
Do you get the picture? Don't like who you are? Then change
I'm tired of hearing escapism excuses, try putting yourself to better usage
You've got to be top class, dignified. Got to stay sharp, in touch, motified
Feeling yourself starting to stagnate? Better get up off your knees before it's too late
Get back on top, fulfil your life, not enough to simply stay alive
If you've got an idea put it forward, don't keep it in the back of your mind
Don't fret yourself about criticism, sometimes you have got to be cruel to be kind
Go on, make it, look in the mirror, do you see a person that's framed
(Trapped)
It's up to you and only you, get the picture? You're the only person to blame
Don't get indignant with me boy, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands; they look so soft they are ready and willing when it all goes off
No, don't get indulgent with me boy, knock self-importance on the head
Don't sit there moaning, there's nothing I can do, just start thinking instead
It's simple, when it rains we get wet, when it's sunny we get hot,
sometimes I wonder if that's all we've got
Don't get depressed, never give in; even when down, remember we can win
You know, he knows, she knows, I know, they know, we all know, f*cks knows... and so
Don't get cynical with me girl, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands, they're so soft, they find the target when the lights go off
You don't get cynical with me boy, don't tell me life can be bad
I don't need that shit shoved in my face; I like to believe we can make a stand
But we are so small and it's so big
It tells us what to do, tells us what to think
If we don't stand a chance may as well be dead
Forward our intentions, re-create instead. Come on! Come on!