Keep Wanting More Songtext
von Nikka Costa
Keep Wanting More Songtext
Tired of oozing sentiments like a candy store
Tears trickling down like blood from a sore
′Cause the sun don't shine anymore
It′s just a manufactured star on a worldwide tour
Come on, try to touch somebody with your ten-foot pole
Microwave yourself, put some fire in your soul
Instant joy, beer, vinyl, yeah, and soul
It's a new generation wearing a sugarcoat
What you so busy looking for when you know you're already there?
What you so busy looking for when you know you′re already there?
But we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
And we end up with less, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Keep wanting more
And we end up with less
But we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
And we end up with less
Watch the smoke you, smoke you blow
And don′t inhale the fumes
So busy, busy blasting, but it don't get to the root, no
I′m so sick of trying to consume
Another one-trick, one-trick pony scene in my living room, hey, hey
What you so busy looking for when you know you're already there?
What you so busy looking for when you know you′re already there?
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
And we end up with less, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Keep wanting more
Keep wanting more, more, more, more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting less
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
What you so busy looking for when you know you're already there?
What you so busy looking for when you know you′re already there?
Tears trickling down like blood from a sore
′Cause the sun don't shine anymore
It′s just a manufactured star on a worldwide tour
Come on, try to touch somebody with your ten-foot pole
Microwave yourself, put some fire in your soul
Instant joy, beer, vinyl, yeah, and soul
It's a new generation wearing a sugarcoat
What you so busy looking for when you know you're already there?
What you so busy looking for when you know you′re already there?
But we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
And we end up with less, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Keep wanting more
And we end up with less
But we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
And we end up with less
Watch the smoke you, smoke you blow
And don′t inhale the fumes
So busy, busy blasting, but it don't get to the root, no
I′m so sick of trying to consume
Another one-trick, one-trick pony scene in my living room, hey, hey
What you so busy looking for when you know you're already there?
What you so busy looking for when you know you′re already there?
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
And we end up with less, yeah
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Keep wanting more
Keep wanting more, more, more, more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting less
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
What you so busy looking for when you know you're already there?
What you so busy looking for when you know you′re already there?
Writer(s): Justin Mitchell Stanley, Jason Falkner, Nikka Costa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

