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I can only give you everything The rest is up to you They'll kiss you on the way up And kick you on the way down I don't know who I'm stepping to Tick-tock, the clock don't stop Every time you need a break Dance like there's no one watching Get a million hits a day They got conviction They got facts They will show you their receipts They can't wait when you clap back It's a whiplash on your feed I can only give you everything The rest is up to you I've got every color of the rainbow in my past I sure hope the light shines through City halls and PTAs People lining up to speak To have a healthy dialogue We need a safe word of the week Kickstart my aching heart SongtexteAnother GoFundMe to give Can I be a little cynical Without being insensitive? You think you know my intentions But you can't see in my mind Before you turn up the volume Yelling on your megaphone Look in the mirror sometime You think you know my intentions I wonder what you will find Why don't you give up the holy roller know-it-all tone Look in the mirror sometime It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone It's like talking to a braindead megaphone Braindead megaphone Aus Songtexte Mania