Cliché

Sub Urban

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    Clichés everywhere
    But we don't care
    But we don't care at all, no
    You're getting stale, you're blue
    But you can't spare
    But you can't spare the trouble

    Dysfunctional family, you live in the suburbs
    One child, no siblings, you have a strict mother
    You want a new face
    You want a new face, oh-oh
    You're constantly bored and alone, no new friends
    You can't think you're depressed, but you can't find the meanings
    It's not just a phase
    It's the lifestyle, just wave, oh-oh

    Clichés everywhere
    But we don't care
    But we don't care at all, no
    You're getting stale, you're blue
    But you can't spare
    But you can't spare the trouble

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    You buy roses on your first date
    You wanna make her laugh just to soften her face
    She doesn't really talk much, compliment her good looks
    Next you know, you're fuckin' on the couch, no foreplay
    You're fucking cliché, you had a bad day
    You walk home in the rain and feel emotionally drained
    You wanna feel the cold tide, mix it with some red wine
    Waiting for a call back from the 'maginary friend line
    Yeah

    Clichés everywhere
    But we don't care
    But we don't care at all, no
    You're getting stale, you're blue
    But you can't spare
    But you can't spare the trouble

    We like long walks on the beach
    And sand beneath our feet (oh-oh)
    Got a damsel in distress
    And a hero to make the leap (oh-oh)
    Love triangle at its best
    Case of mistaken identity (oh-oh)
    You think you're all original (oh-oh)
    But you'll never be unique

    Clichés everywhere
    But we don't care
    But we don't care at all, no
    You're getting stale, you're blue
    But you can't spare
    But you can't spare the trouble

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    Composición: Griff y Sub Urban

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