Ska...not emo
Ty Simpson, Stosh Fabricius
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This dream of consciousness
The words are passing by my lips
And out my mouth into the air
But no one ever seems to care
And I see
No one cares about me
But it’s not wrong
All that matters is the song
And the tune, And the words
And what they mean to you
I don’t need fame
I just want you to know what I say
And I don’t care about some things that don’t mater to me
And ill be singin till my lungs cease to breathe
And I see
The music is greater then me
It doesn’t hurt
To know its more then my work
All the songs, and all the words
They belong to the world
They’re for you
So listen when I say the truth
And I don’t care about the fortune and all the fame
There’s causes I could help, there’s people that I can save
Yes I know
I’m not the star of the show
That’s the tune
That’s all that matters to you
It’s not wrong, don’t be ashamed
You know it should be that way
It’s not my look
What matters is the hook
And I don’t care if the people all do not agree
You don’t know anything there’s more than meets the eye to see
Yeah I am
I’m doin all I can
For the songs
Just so you will sing along
And were all singin
jumpin, havin fun
Who are you to say
That pop is wrong
And I don’t care about the things that don’t make me feel
A look, its alright, as long as the music’s real
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