6 acessos
I just want to sing a song
Don't want to ask for no ride home
Actors on the player
Actors on the scene
I see the jokers on my TV
Shaking bodies and wasted monies
I have to press my button for the change
There's no place for the duller
There's no room for the flattest colors
There's no time for alow enough
But if the wind could blow enough
We could move it on
It's not about what you know
It's not about what you're saying
It's about whom you know
How you say it
And whom you say it to
But I don't want to hide behind no collar
Don't want to hide behind no one's dream
Don't want to hide behind the things I've lost
I want to let it go cause that's how you do it