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Tantric

My Turn

 

My Turn

(album: 37 Channels - 2013)


Said it's hard to find yourself in this world
With all the wealth I have I'm still poor
Fighting for everything
This life is such a crazy thing
I don't think that I'll ever get it
And if I do, I can't explain it
Knowing that I'll just forget it
Promises are so pathetic
Well hey you, working 9 to 5
Knuckles are bleeding just to stay alive
Everybody thinks that I'm so crazy
Going to church to not feel guilty
You think you're rich but you're not
'Cause your doctor's smoking pot
You don't know what I got
This blissful misery is a gift that you forgot

Behind this cheerful smile
Lies an empty soul I've been hiding for so long
And I don't want to hide it anymore

When will it be my turn
I've tried so hard to learn
From everything but something's missing
When will it be my turn
How much can one man yearn
To fill the gap he knows is missing
I'm tired of missing all the things I'm wishing

Well, it's fun to laugh at all kiss asses
While they hide in designer sunglasses
They spend it all on the bling
They never know what it means
I don't really try to understand it
Pop idols just rule the planet
Dance moves, big boobs and plastic
Hollywood's skin is elastic
Hey you looking down at me
With your brand new clothes, Starbucks coffee
Sitting in your office in Beverly Hills
Figuring out how I'm going to pay your bills
Sitting there smiling while you take the credit
Stole my 20 million dollars, there I've said it
You wanna be me 'cause you can't be you
Prozac happiness is all fake too
(Prozac happiness is all fake too)

Behind this cheerful smile
Lies an empty soul I've been hiding for so long
And I don't want to hide it anymore

When will it be my turn
I've tried so hard to learn
From everything but something's missing
When will it be my turn
How much can one man yearn
To fill the gap he knows is missing

When will it be my turn
I've tried so hard to learn
From everything but something's missing
When will it be my turn
How much can one man yearn
To fill the gap he knows is missing

I'm tired of missing all the things I'm wishing

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