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Sangtekst: LostProphets. Five Is A Four Letter Word.

(You wanna be a superstar... You gonna have to check out the style)
If you thought that I was leaving here
Can I find a way inside
Try to call it just an absence of faith
But I feel justified
You can't stare through this
There's nothing left in my heart
Bye for now
Just too long
There's no end in sight
Wot am I for
To be hurt more
I just don't like it here with yourself
I cant like u
Want to burn u
I wish u were dead

Cos if its hard you want out its no fun
Got left with everything
Behind your smile forget that I was left with everything
Never the same to me
Never the same to me
Never the same to me
Never the same
Its never the same
Once you played up to the end
Stop the noise
Get nowhere with your current state of mind
I even wonder why you're here please stay at home
Killing my laughter
Hurting my insides
You are played

Wot am I here for
To be hurt more
I just don't like it here with yourself
I cant like you
Want to burn you
I wish you were dead
Cos if its hard you want out its no fun
Got left with everything
Behind your smile forget that I was left with everything
Never the same to me
Never the same to me
Never the same to me
Never the same

If you thought that I was leaving here
Can I find a way inside
Try to call it just an absence of faith
But I feel justified
If its hard you want out its no fun got left with
Everything
Behind your smile forget that I was left with everything
Never the same to me
Never the same to me
Never the same to me
Never the same

(It's how I feel yeah its how I'm made yeah....)