Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Our Song, artist - Uffie. Album song Sex Dreams And Denim Jeans, in the genre
Date of issue: 13.06.2010
Record label: Because, Ed Banger
Song language: English
Our Song |
I think it’s about time sweetheart |
For me to clarify a few things |
I never claimed to be an artist |
I can’t even sing, you know |
Everything happened so fast |
And I never knew I could get used to it |
Now I’m kind of trapped in something shiny |
The stakes is so high, you know |
Am I worth it all? |
Do you believe in me? |
They say love lasts 3 years |
In 3 years I’ve seen a lot |
All those countries by your side |
Now this time is all behind |
Sharing joy, burst in tears |
Even recording makes me burst in tears |
Touring days, drinking nights |
So many people came to see us live |
We just started up for fun |
On a mission, you know the song |
You and me, just as one |
Few years later, I’m all alone |
Oh, I would like to let the music tell you |
You’ve been wrong |
That’s our song |
And maybe one day |
You will think about all the effort that I’ve made |
To make you stay |
To make you stay |
Write me this, sing me that |
Love is the essence of all our tracks |
Now it’s gone, and stakes is high |
I end up alone with depths and lies |
I’m a lost child, don’t you see? |
Taking advantage of this industry |
I look good, you want me |
Buy my CD and Google me |
You work hard, I live sweet |
End of the week, we’re gonna make the beat |
Oh, I would like to let the music tell you |
You’ve been wrong |
That’s our song |
And maybe one day |
You will think about all the effort that I’ve made |
To make you stay |
To make you stay |
Don’t they know I’m expensive |
As far as my record sells |
Filling the club on my name |
All the tickets gonna sell |
To my fans I might look |
Like the girl they want to be |
To my friends I’m this child |
They’re all taking care of me |
See I never dreamt of that |
Glory to me sounds so wack |
All the fame, all the trash |
I just want to make some cash |
In the club, as usual |
In the plane, that’s for sure |
On my way to somewhere else |
It sometimes feel like I’m for sale |