One, a two
 A one, two, a one two three four!
 This song is called Fences
 
 I'm sitting in a room
 Made up of only big white walls and in the hall
 There's people looking through
 The window and the door
 They know exactly what we're here for
 
 Don't look up
 Just let them think
 There's no place else
 You'd rather be
 
 You're always on display
 For everyone to watch and learn from
 Don't you know by now
 You can't turn back
 Because this road is all you'll ever have
 
 And it's obvious that you're dying, dying
 Just living proof that the camera's lying
 And oh-oh-open wide, 'cause this is your night
 So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style
 Hands up!
 You'll go out in style
 
 Well if you let me I could
 I'd show you how to build your fences
 Set restrictions
 Separate from the world
 The constant battle that you hate to fight
 Just blame the limelight
 
 Don't look up
 Just let them think
 There's no place else
 You'd rather be
 
 'Cause now you can't turn back
 Because this road is all you'll ever have
 
 And it's obvious that you're dying, dying
 Just living proof that the camera's lying
 And oh-oh-open wide, 'cause this is your night
 So smile
 
 Yeah, yeah you're asking for it
 With every breath that you breathe in
 Just breathe it in
 Yeah, yeah, well you're just a mess
 You do all this big talking, yeah
 So now let's see you walk it
 I said I wanna see you!
 
 Yeah, yeah, well you're just a mess
 You do all this big talking
 So now let's see you walk it
 I said let's see you walk it
 
 And it's obvious that you're dying, dying
 Just living proof that the camera's lying
 And oh-oh-open wide
 Yeah, oh-oh-open wide
 Yeah, oh-oh-open wide
 'Cause you'll go out in style
 Well you'll go out in style
 
poniedziałek, 20 lutego 2012
Fences (Live) - Paramore
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