Текст (слова) песни: Hanover Saints - Jolt The Press
Fast, fast, fingers are typing A paycheck with the lies youжЉ®e writing Character assignations And the condemnation is flying On last years favorite list Turned your back without a gist This fabrication of compassion WonжЉ° ever be missed
Now itжЉЇ time to Jolt the press And we wonжЉ° settle for anything less A rebuke in love to bring out the truth Cuz youжЉ®e no better than me and IжЉ¦ no better than you Jolt the press (x2) Do you think you are doing us a favor Cuz we arenжЉ° your special flavor IжЉЋ rather you say it to my face Shake hands and let there be grace But you stand on being a critic I donжЉ° have to buy it to hear it So weжЉ®e gonna have fun before the press gets in Now itжЉЇ your turn to read it
Do you see what you are saying (x2) When you talk about me
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