Tsunami Rising - Crimes of Passion | Текст песни

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I don’t know why we even try to say the things we say
Cause in reality nobody hears it anyway
If music stopped and they just talked, no matter what the words
You’d scream and cheer and spill your beer just like the fucking herd
Your so-called artists are all lacking passion
This isn’t music but a get rich scheme
They’re more concerned with their cars, cash and fashion
This isn’t music it’s a murder/rape scene
It’s something that I love, It’s some beautiful
It’s something powerful and I won’t let it die
But when you sing along to all these empty songs
I feel it’s too far gone, it makes me wanna cry
There’s nothing credible about commercial stars
They’re bought and sold like the products that they truly are
A new commodity to compensate financial loss
Somobody’s got to stuff the pockets of the corporate boss


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