Текст песни Bright Eyes - False Advertising
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On a string...On a string...On a string, I was held.The way I move, can you tell?My actions are orchestrated from above.So I swing and I sway.Wave my hand, kick my leg,And it is always right with the music."Until all that swaying starts to make you sick..."For a song I was bought,Now I lie when I talkWith a careful eye on the cue card.Onto a stage I was pushed,With my sorrow well rehearsed.So give me all your pity and your money, now (all of it)"We used to think that sound was something pure..."If I could act likeThis was my real life,And not some cage where I`ve been placed,Well then, I could tell youThe truth like I used toAnd not be afraid of sounding fake.Now all anyone`s listening for are the mistakes!(Ah, I`m sorry!)(Oh, it`s okay, it`s okay)1, 2, 3,1, 2, 3!In a house by myself,I hear the ice start to melt,And I`ll watch rooftops weep for the sunlight.And I know what must change,Fuck my face. Fuck my name,They are brief and false advertisements......For a soul I don`t have.Something true I have lackedAnd spent my whole life trying to make up for.But I found in a songAnd in the people I love,They will lift me up out of darkness.And now my door, it stands open,I`m inviting everyone in.We`re gonna laugh,We`re gonna drink until the morning comes.That`s what we`re gonna to do...Come on!! Come on!!