The Terrible Songtext
von LX

Spotlights, they′re shining on everything
They make even boring seem like it is so interesting
Why is all of this so usual?
Why is all of this so terrible?
I'm getting so scared that people aren′t listening
'Cause nothing I say is true
It's all just a myth to hide myself
Controled by a record too
So who′s to blame and why?

Company or the band?
They lend you a helping hand
To make sure your songs are so nice and bland
Why is all of this so usual?
Why is all of this so terrible?


Your life is for sale and you don′t even recognize
'Cause nothing you say is true
It′s all just a myth to hide yourself
That is the worst excuse
'Cause you′ve got a heart of radio flame
Of minding you sound you like

Bands are coming, bands are going
With or without even knowing
What is beauty? What is music?
What sounds good if only
God is to blame
Keep our thoughts at bay
Our legs built to stand in place
Our eyes here to look away
And sigh, sleep all day awake

Life is for sale
To the radio pimps
Your life is for sale
To the radio pimps
Your life is for sale
To the radio pimps
That sell a bull