Artist: lostprophets
Song: five is a four letter word
Album: The Fake Sound Of Progress
Year: 2001
If you gonna be a superstar
You gonna have to check out the stars
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
But for now, just too long
There's no end in sight
What am I for to be hurt more?
I just don't like you in yourself
I can't like you, want to burn you
I wish you were dead
'Cause if it's hard you want out it's 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 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're our plague
What am I for to be hurt more?
I just don't like you in yourself
I can't like you, want to burn you
I wish you were dead
'Cause if it's hard you want out it's 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
'Cause if it's hard you want out it's 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
It's how I feel, yeah, it's how I'm made, yeah
It's how I'm made, how I feel
