Текст песни Renegade Breakdown - Jessy Lanza , Marie Davidson
Denied
my
application?
I'm
not
a
slave
of
your
institution
You
want
a
weapon
of
mass
distraction
I'll
give
you
a
demonstration
Oh
by
the
way,
there
are
no
money
makers
on
this
record
This
time,
I'm
exploring
the
loser's
point
of
view
Never
mind
the
term
It's
a
renegade
breakdown
I
don't
want
your
advice
on
how
to
elaborate
my
speech
I
have
no
interest
in
your
political
agenda
Your
intentions
fluctuate
like
the
stock
market
Your
masquerade
is
grotesque
Your
style
over
calculated
The
uglier
I
feel,
the
better
my
lyrics
get
And
I
feel
disgraceful
when
ever
you're
around
I
thought
I
saw
you
taking
a
picture
last
night
So
give
me
something
to
remember
Your
pointless
opinion,
I
couldn't
care
less
How
do
you
come
up
with
such
meaninglessness?
Your
cheap
headlines,
your
lazy
writing
I
wonder
how
it
feels
for
you
to
sit
around
all
day
I'll
tell
it
to
your
face
For
once
and
for
all
My
life
is
anti-strategic
Lying
between
comic
and
tragic
M'approchant
doucement,
je
chante
ma
complainte
Mon
dégoût
persistant,
je
ne
suis
une
sainte
Le
malaise
choquant
sur
vos
lèvres
jointes
Plait
fort
bien
à
mon
coeur
n'ayez
nul
crainte
Et
quand
vient
le
moment
où
je
tourne
la
tête
J'entends
les
braillements
de
vos
vaines
plaintes
En
silence
j'attend
ce
n'est
qu'une
feinte
Je
vous
glace
le
sang
de
ma
sombre
étreinte
I
feel
no
shame
to
desert
What
I've
never
needed
from
the
start
Take
back
everything
I
don't
cling
on
to
products
If
I
had
a
perfume
line
It
should
be
called
"No
Collab"
Expect
no
collaboration
No
need
to
call
the
cops
I'd
rather
self
police
I
betray
everything
I
make
Anger
is
everything
I
am
Your
science
is
a
poison
I
can
no
longer
ingest
Take
your
prescription
and
shove
it
up
your
ass
This
is
where
we
part
and
this
is
how
I
end
The
capitalization
of
my
deprivation
So
next
time
you
think
about
me
Might
as
well
cross
me
off
your
list
I
really
don't
need
an
applause
Your
party
sucks
anyway
M'approchant
doucement
je
chante
ma
complainte
Mon
dégoût
persistant,
je
ne
suis
une
sainte
Le
malaise
choquant
sur
vos
lèvres
jointes
Plait
fort
bien
à
mon
coeur
n'ayez
nul
crainte
Et
quand
vient
le
moment
où
je
tourne
la
tête
J'entends
les
braillements
de
vos
vaines
plaintes
En
silence
j'attend
ce
n'est
qu'une
feinte
Je
vous
glace
le
sang
de
ma
sombre
étreinte
M'approchant
doucement
je
chante
ma
complainte
Mon
dégoût
persistant,
je
ne
suis
une
sainte
Le
malaise
choquant
sur
vos
lèvres
jointes
Plait
fort
bien
à
mon
coeur
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