Bella Rose - Mirror Friends | Текст песни

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Welcome to the sound of love and dedication
Missing from your stations
Now is the time to take, some notes on real and fake

I've tried to bite my tongue when I can hear them say:

The fame is going to go straight to their heads
Oh, but you best believe we're deep in the crowd trying to be seen
We are the golden
Forsake the mirror friends
We are the hopeless
Raised on the thought of a better end

We are the best of cliche's, but we're still the same on and off stage
Pour myself another drink, here's one for them and the rest of their dream

The fame is going to go straight to their heads
Oh, but you best believe we're deep in the crowd trying to be seen
We are the golden
Forsake the mirror friends
We are the hopeless
Raised on the thought of a better end

Son of a bitch
The bandwagon has reached it's limit
But we sure as hell didn't sell out (x2)

One can't run their mouth
Without the ground to stand on
Or let alone tread upon.
Glamour gimmicks are far gone

The fame is going to go straight to their heads
Oh, but you best believe we're deep in the crowd trying to be seen
We are the golden
Forsake the mirror friends
We are the hopeless
Raised on the thought of a better end

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