"Seriously, Goodluck With That" lyrics

"Seriously, Goodluck With That"

If you're looking for an echo chamber
Then I'm an open field
If you want to feel in danger
Try drag around your shield
Commit to going the distance
Louder you scream do they listen
I'm sorry mister
But can't sell me on the jackpot
Of an ever turning wheel

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Are they watching
Did they see it
If you're lucky
They believe it
They believe it
Lies are coloured
With the flavour
Of good one
Of a savior

Such a nice man
And a good man
On the one hand
Waving that flag
Like you were born there
Get the gold star
In the gold car
When you pull up
Make 'em all forget
They're in your theater

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See the performance for the truth
Of what it really is and why
Too scared to admit that if you think
Inside you're just a bad guy
Mamma didn't kiss you on the forehead
Say goodnight off to bed
Daddy wasn't even
There to watch you get ahead
Did so well, you did your best

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Writer(s): Skye Macinnes, Alison Stewart, Joshua Berry
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