Lyrics
Of the places I know
You’re the best place to go
If I want to feel something
Where the guy on the street
With his soul on his sleeve
Plays for children and chump change
Everyday it’s something else
Somebody sells
Boarded up the record store
Who cares about songs anymore?
And it makes me feel too nobody
And there’s nobody to disagree
Working hard everyday
Finding beauty’s remains
It’s not enough just to see it
Get a job is the cry
That you hear all your life
Till you start to repeat it
Every way they can they will
Go in for the kill
Boarded up the record store
Who cares about songs anymore?
And it makes me feel too nobody
And there’s nobody to disagree
Closing down the club next door
Who cares about music anymore?
But I will sing to nobody
If there’s nobody to disagree
And I will sing to nobody
If there’s nobody to see so will it be
WRITERS
Alexander Pohn, David McKendry, Maria Burger, Philipp Steinke
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Abuse and Violence
