freya The City of Hypocrites

I'm on my own, and nothing's really changed, You chose the same old thing, your coffee's cold again A little tipsy, driving with my headlights on, No looking back, I'm speeding straight into the dawn

Hope you don't get lost inside your mind, Wake up at rock bottom, nowhere left to hide Your conscience keeps on pounding in your head, You'll say you're sorry when your time is dead, baby

I used to call you my sweet teddy bear, What's the deal? You're way too far from here Long-distance love? Nah, that ain't for me, I'm done rewriting all your fake apologies


I don't care anymore, I don't care anymore


I'm singing my songs, la-la-la-la, I'm sick of all your blah-blah! Covered in mold from head to toe, There's a whole damn city of hypocrites below!

Everybody's feelings boil, I'm boiling tea, It's one PM, don't turn the lights on me I'm still asleep, so let me have my peace, Say hi to the sun, I'll call you back when I wake up, please

Don't ask me for a vow of silence, nah, I'll keep on throwing quotes like a superstar About friendship, about feelings, about Oh, damn! Did I just say that out loud?

Don't take every little thing so personally, Don't rub salt and pepper in the wounds you see My closet's got a podium of skeletons inside, Pick whichever one you want — it'll slim down by July

I'll cover up my body with some SPF, Don't wanna let those UV rays burn me to death On Thailand's untouched beaches, living that Bounty dream, You're not mine anymore — hit the road, don't make a scene


I'm singing my songs, la-la-la-la, I'm sick of all your blah-blah! Covered in mold from head to toe, There's a whole damn city of hypocrites below!


I'm singing my songs, la-la-la-la, I'm sick of all your blah-blah! Covered in mold from head to toe, There's a whole damn city of hypocrites below!