Selling Out In Style Lyrics

	作曲 : Story So Far
	So sing to me, let me be your harshest critic
	Let me point out your mistakes
	And tell you you're a fake
	And let the chips fall where they may
	In a perfect world there will be no one to judge you
	Your lack of ink will be the thing that kills you
	Follow the leader to the bank
	Congratulate, yourself for fooling everyone
	Now you tune your guitars to the sound of new cars
	Can you hear it, i think i hear it, i hear it
	So let me be the first one to speak in words you'll understand
	You're not getting anywhere
	You keep the kids believing in your fake musicianship
	You're not getting anywhere
	Turning the other cheek
	Integrity is forgotten
	As valid as last week
	Watch you sinking to the bottom
	It's no surprise that you don't hear
	The roaring applause has disappeared
	You've convinced youself
	That the free shows and the sponsorships mean everything
	To you that's wealth, you should be more concerned about the audience
	They know you're faking it

	zuo qu : Story So Far
	So sing to me, let me be your harshest critic
	Let me point out your mistakes
	And tell you you' re a fake
	And let the chips fall where they may
	In a perfect world there will be no one to judge you
	Your lack of ink will be the thing that kills you
	Follow the leader to the bank
	Congratulate, yourself for fooling everyone
	Now you tune your guitars to the sound of new cars
	Can you hear it, i think i hear it, i hear it
	So let me be the first one to speak in words you' ll understand
	You' re not getting anywhere
	You keep the kids believing in your fake musicianship
	You' re not getting anywhere
	Turning the other cheek
	Integrity is forgotten
	As valid as last week
	Watch you sinking to the bottom
	It' s no surprise that you don' t hear
	The roaring applause has disappeared
	You' ve convinced youself
	That the free shows and the sponsorships mean everything
	To you that' s wealth, you should be more concerned about the audience
	They know you' re faking it

	zuò qǔ : Story So Far
	So sing to me, let me be your harshest critic
	Let me point out your mistakes
	And tell you you' re a fake
	And let the chips fall where they may
	In a perfect world there will be no one to judge you
	Your lack of ink will be the thing that kills you
	Follow the leader to the bank
	Congratulate, yourself for fooling everyone
	Now you tune your guitars to the sound of new cars
	Can you hear it, i think i hear it, i hear it
	So let me be the first one to speak in words you' ll understand
	You' re not getting anywhere
	You keep the kids believing in your fake musicianship
	You' re not getting anywhere
	Turning the other cheek
	Integrity is forgotten
	As valid as last week
	Watch you sinking to the bottom
	It' s no surprise that you don' t hear
	The roaring applause has disappeared
	You' ve convinced youself
	That the free shows and the sponsorships mean everything
	To you that' s wealth, you should be more concerned about the audience
	They know you' re faking it

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