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Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new soundPlaying a different show every night in front of a new crowdThat's you now, ciao, seems that life is great nowSee me lose focus as I sing to you loudI can't, no, I won't hushI'll say the words that make you blushI'm gonna sing this nowSee, I'm true, my songs are where my heart isI'm like glue I stick to other artistsI'm not you, now that would be disastrousLet me sing and do my thing and move to greener pasturesSee, I'm real, I do it all, it's all meI'm not fake, don't ever call me lazyI won't stay put, give me the chance to be freeSuffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate meCause you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need meSongtexteI sing and write my own tune and I write my own verse hellDon't need another wordsmith to make my tunes sellCall yourself a singer-writer, you're just bluffingName's on the credits and you didn't write nothingI sing, fast, I know that all my shit's coolI will blast and I didn't go to Brit schoolI came fast with the way I act, rightI can't last, if I'm smoking on a crack pipeAnd I won't be a product of my genreMy mind will always be stronger than my songs areNever believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to yaAlways read the stories that you hear in WikipediaAnd musically I'm demonstratingWhen I perform live, feels like I am meditatingTimes at the enterprise when some fella filmed meA young singer writer like a Gabriella CilmiCause you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need meCause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it rightI won't stop until my name's in lightsWith stadium heights, with Damian RiceOn red carpets, now I'm on Arabian NightsBecause I'm young I know my brothers gonna give me adviceLong nighter, short height and I gone hyperNever be anything but a singer/songwriter, yeahThe game's over but now I'm on a new levelWatch how I step on the track without a loop pedalPeople think that I'm bound to blow upI've done around about a thousand shows butI haven't got a house plus I live on a couchSo you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them outWow, from day one I've been preparedWith V05 wax for my ginger hairNow I'm back to the sofa giving a dose ofWhat the future holds cause it's another dayPlus I'll keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basicAnd I'll be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase itAnd replace it with the elephant in the room with a faceliftSlipping into another rapper shoes using new lacesI'm selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the papersSelling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the majorsNationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus backClean cut kid without a razor for the moustacheI hit back, when the pen hurts meI'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch teeI'm still the same as a year agoBut more people hear me thoughAccording to the MySpace and YouTube videosI'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studioTruly broke, never growing up, call me RufioMelody music maker, reading all the papersThey say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevatorCause you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you Aus Songtexte Mania