Songtexte Their Old Shit Was Better - Music is the Enemy

Don't worry Ma I'm Hollywood

Fucking Hollywood

Well it's a pleasure to meet me

I'm the product of good intentions

With bad distribution

With the grace of a young drunk man

Trying to grope his way out of the back of a burning sedan

I spent 20 years

Trying to accomplish

What you would destroy

In 15 minutes by adverting your eyes

I was never fond

Of impressions

Now I find myself

Plagiarist

This is the final act

Of a desperate man's

Career suicide

My words are cheap

Entertainment

My actions follow suit

This will never feel the same as it did

Back when we were kids

I hold this sinking ship

This will never feel the same as it did

Back when we were kids

I hold this sinking ship

This is the place where I learned everything I love is a lie

This is the only place that I feel alive

This is hell

But we're still dancing

This is hell

But we're still dancing

This is hell

But we're still dancing

This is hell

But we're still

I made a vow

I'd walk away from this

I'd turn my back

Dead man to dead scene

One day I will

Grow up and grow old

But these words still remain

And some things they never change