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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johanna Rey
Johanna Rey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pete Styles
Pete Styles
Composer
Rob Town
Rob Town
Composer
Leigh Clarke
Leigh Clarke
Composer
Alec Greaves
Alec Greaves
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Styles
Pete Styles
Producer

Lyrics

Gather round Get down to my level Give me your eyes Ears and fears The falsifier has the floor For another decade or more "Don't like it? Well we're here to stay Make this all go to hell in a big way" Brainwashed through the screens in our hands The devil in a glass mask Dodgy business Dangled hooks Trying to play fair with the crooks Praising the ground they walk on Absorbing all of the lies as gospel Preachers hear the calling Dig those hands in your pockets "Privates jets don't pay for themselves Give me money or you'll burn in hell" Treat yourself to something nice Vintage armband Bath water of your dream wife Something I don't need? Singing from the same old hymn sheet Get your fix Scratch that itch Feel the release Ignore the odd twitch Let that sickness sink in Dodgy business Dangled hooks Trying to play fair with the crooks Praising the channel that was last on Catching all the latest stream 16 hours long 24 hour dopamine hit Drip fed wirelessly The best hit that you've never felt A needle turned into a screen Take everything I've got Fingerprint, my address, my blood This is everything I want Big dreams, get rich quick schemes You are everything I'm not Take everything I've got Fingerprint, my address, my blood This is everything I want Big dreams, get rich quick schemes You are everything I'm not Click 'I agree', continue to scroll Transferring over your soul
Writer(s): Alec Greaves, Leigh Clarke, Pete Styles, Rob Town Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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