Were not here to crawl away
Or find blame from wasted time
Straight or high is not wasted time
Feeling true in poor ParanoiavilleExcuses are so easy
When any jerk could push you down
We got reason to learn how
Trust any reason to rise nowTurn your weakness on itself
Not right for you
Its all right with me
To fight with my friendsWhen faith is near impossible
And trust just isnt practical
Its all right with me
To feed on my friendsYou know what? Hes got nothing to say
They just wanna be rich and say
"Fuck those groups who get the 4 star"
Nothing could be better, a rockstarBlood-stained avant-garde popstar
Peace doesnt underpush
Exploit science, spacejam, rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstarTrust any reason to rise now
Dont let the simple truth bring you down
Money brings freedom, brings a new day
Trust any reason, get rich, crawl awayFaith is near impossible
Trust just isnt practical
Its not right for me
To feed on my friends
Songwriters
Paul MccartneyPublished by
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