Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cover Girl, artist - The Ongoing Concept. Album song Saloon, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 19.08.2013
Record label: Solid State
Song language: English
Cover Girl |
Hey kids! |
Gather around, I want to tell you something |
Yeah, 1, 2, 1 2 3 4 |
Stop being the print and start being the painting |
I’ll never look at this as if it’s a game again |
Copies of copies, when did distinction become a sin? |
With conformity let’s see how far we can walk in someone else’s shoes |
Because their success is our success |
To what, to what ending? |
With them you rise, and with them you fall |
Without them you are lost |
How does it feel to be responsible for being pollution? |
I said |
Ow does it feel to be responsible for being pollution? |
But you still claim to be original |
I’ve seen your kind before |
You justify your fakeness by making false claims about your sound and who you |
are |
To what ending? |
I’ve seen so many like you before |
That’s all you’ll be unless you |
Stop being the print of someone else’s painting |
Stop being the print, stop being the print, stop being the print |
Stop being the print of someone else’s painting |
It’s time that you forgot about copycats and chasing tails Stop being the print |
of someone else’s painting |
Because in the end you’ll amount to be a kid without a brush |
No one in this generation has any originality |
No one is trying and we’re all becoming (WIth conformity all you will amount to |
be is) |
Lazy |
We’re all lazy |
Don’t copy instead of create |
To what ending |
To what ending now? |
You’ve abused the system and made this a mess, and I can’t help but be bitter |
Stop being the print of someone else’s painting |
It’s time that you forgot about copycats and chasing tails |
Stop being the print of someone else’s painting |
Because in the end you’ll amount to be a kid without a brush |
Stop being the print of someone else’s painting |
There’s no room for copycats and chasing tails |
No one is being anything in this generation |
Don’t be that kid without the brush |
When I was a young boy, my mamma said to me |
«Son, don’t be like the other boys. |
Just follow your own feet.» |
I said, «Mamma, don’t you be afraid. |
Don’t worry about a thing, because when I |
grow up I’m going to be an artist and not a cover girl.» |
Don’t be the print of someone else’s painting |
Stop being the print |
Start being the painting |