Breaking Bridges

Lyrics: I can't believe the crap they show on television these days, these so-called talent shows it's an insult to music I say, it makes me sick to see the way they are creating Shrapnel Oh No, It's Shrapnel So Hollow. And then these jury's these so-called experts well don't make me laugh, they've had some meaningless hits in this barbaric land, creating copy's of themselves for they are perfect Shrapnel, Oh No, It's Shrapnel So Hollow. They're only in it for the money now they could care less, when they're making some crap we will all soon forget, fabricated one day hits it's all just perfect shrapnel oh no, it's shrapnel so hollow. I know the public likes but that doesn't make it right, it's hopeless to expect a song on MTV I like, don't listen to the radio they only play shrapnel oh no it's shrapnel so hollow. I know for sure real talent doesn't need these shows, producing B-performers for some shitty musical, But Hell!!! Not before they first produce some shrapnel oh no, it's shrapnel so hollow. --repeat 3th verse-- Your talent is fabrication, a money making abomination!!! Well sure don't get me wrong I would gladly make a dime, with doing something I love but I won't compromis, 'cause I refuse to be a faker just making Shrapnel Oh no, It's shrapnel so hollow...

Shrapnel (remix)

Lyrics : I'm always cold cause I've got no fat on my bones, I'm a skinny little bastard, but it's no fixation, 
Volks that I know, I know I dont wanna know, brainless boring jokes, they've got no imagination,
I heard your wives, a swarm annoying little flies, they amaze me every time, with idiotic conversation,
I'll go allong, get it wrong, I dont belong here, underneath these walls, I've build a strong foundation,
You faked that laugh, cause you cant control that mask, quickly hide your smile, stuck in moderation,
I've seen it happen, yeah I see it all the time, the eyes dont lie, I read the hidden information,
I've seen your wives, a swarm annoying little flies, they only get off, on artificial vibration,
Blinded by fools, but I still see a light, surrounded by rules, feeding my temptations,
Searching for an answer, whats the question? I dont know, Its a long long walk from Amsterdam,
with a bottle in my hand, It occured to me I'm out of my mind, I believe it to be, my salvation,
Always looking, pushing, crossing the lines, an endless search for a new creation.

larsko

Popular tracks