Letra de The Death of Cool
My shyness, my misunderstood My misunderstanding My destiny is grounded, by confounding weights As Hollywood greats inspire me to keep my body wholeSince I've been the master of low expectations Aren't you humans supposed to look like meQuotes like buddy I blew you up Then gave you a band aid Pseudo spiritual kebababallah's we can all be fooled It's the death of the cool The death of the coolWe got fakirs, false prophets and fools And phoney saint saviours Fame's pick me up gets drowned in Pop's twinkle and dreams torn at the seams It can leave you with nothing left at allSince we're the believers with tall expectations Can't you humans come have a laugh with meQuotes like buddy I screwed you up, made you the new slave The fastest growing guru in the market place of happiness We can all be saved Buddy I blew you up, gave you a band aid Do you really need to learn to be a human We can all be shamed Its the death of the cool The death of the coolQuotes like buddy I blew you up, gave you a condom Do you really need to learn to save a human We could all be blamedBuddy I blew you up The death of the cool repeat