You Need Me, I Don’t Need YouNow I’m in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That’s you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud
And I can’t, no, I won’t hush
I’ll say the words that make you blush
I’m gonna sing this now
See, I’m true, my songs are where my heart is
I’m like glue, I stick to other artists
I’m not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I’m real, I do it all, it’s all me
I’m not fake, don’t ever call me lazy
I won’t stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me
I sing and write my own tune
And I write my own verse? Hell
Don’t need another word-smith to make my tune sell?
Call yourself a singer-writer. You’re just bluffing
Your name’s on the credits and you didn’t write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit’s cool
I will blast and I didn’t go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can’t last if I’m smoking on a crack pipe
And I won’t be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I’m demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
‘A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi’
‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you, at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you, at all
You need me
Cause with the lyrics I’ll be aiming it right
I won’t stop till my name’s in light
At Stadium Heights with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I’m on Arabian nights
Because I’m young and all my brothers gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I’m gone hyper
Never be anything but a singer-songwriter
The games over but now I’m on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
People think that I’m bound to blow up
I’ve done around about a thousand shows
But I haven’t got a house plus I live on the couch
So you can be the lyrics when I’m singing them out
(wow)
From day one, I’ve been prepared
With vo5 wax for my ginger hair
So now I’m back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds
Cause it’s another day
Plus I’ll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other people’s tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Into another rappers shoes using new laces
Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for majors
Nationwide til’ we’re just jack, soon as I get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the moustache
I hit back when the pen hurts me
I’m still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
I’m still the same as a year ago
But more people hear me though
According to the myspace and youtube videos
I’m always doing shows, if I’m not I’m in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up call me *Ruffio
Melody music maker
Reading all the papers
They say I’m up and coming like im fucking in an elevator .
Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you, at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you, at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you |
Tu ai nevoie de mine,dar eu nu am nevoie de tineAcum sunt în oraş,dansaţi cu toţii
Mă gândesc să scot o muzică nouă
Făcând un spectacol diferit în fiecare noapte în faţa unei alte mulţimi
Asta eşti tu acum,hei, se pare că viaţa e minunată
Mă vezi că îmi pierd concentrarea în timp ce cânt prea tare
Şi nu pot,nu,nu voi tăcea
Voi spune cuvintele care te fac pe tine să roşeşti
Voi cânta asta acum
Vezi tu,eu sunt real, cântecele-mi sunt acolo unde îmi e şi inima
Sunt ca lipiciul, mă apropii de alţi artişti
Nu sunt ca tine, asta chiar ar fi dezastros
Lasă-mă să cânt şi să îmi fac treaba iar tu mută-te pe păşuni mai verzi
Vezi tu,eu sunt real, eu o fac, totul îmi stă în fire
Nu sunt fals, să nu mă numeşti vreodată leneş
Nu voi sta locului,dă-mi şansa să fiu liber
Suffolk-ul mă cam sufocă pe mine
Pentru că tu ai nevoie de mine, omule, dar eu nu am nevoie de tine
Tu ai nevoie de mine, omule, dar eu nu am nevoie de tine(x 7)
Îmi cant şi îmi scriu propriile cântece
Şi îmi scriu şi propriile versuri? Da!
Nu am nevoie de altcineva pentru a-mi vinde cântecele
Tu doar joci la cacealma
Numele tău este peste tot dar tu nu ai scris nimic
Eu cânt repede şi ştiu că tot căcatul pe care îl cânt e super
Voi da lovitura şi nu am fost la şcoala Brit
Vin repede în stilul meu propriu, desigur
Nu voi rezista dacă fumez droguri
Nu voi fi un produs al stilului muzical
Mintea mea va fi întotdeauna mai puternică decât îmi sunt cântecele
Nu crede prostia cum că tipii falşi se hrănesc de la tine
Întotdeauna citeşte poveştile scrise pe Wikipedia
Şi demonstrez prin muzica mea
Că atunci când cânt e ca şi cum aş medita
Timpurile de la firmă când vreun tip mă filma
“Un cântăreţ-scriitor precum Gabriela Cilmi”
Pentru că tu ai nevoie de mine, omule, dar eu nu am nevoie de tine
Tu ai nevoie de mine, omule, dar eu nu am nevoie de tine(x 7) |
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Frumoasa melodia:X:X:X
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Am descoperit melodia asta aici si pur si simplu o ador….nu este zii in care sa nu o ascult 😀
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