Sick Puppies - Nothing Really Matters Lyrics
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Nothing Really Matters
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What Are The Lyrics For Nothing Really Matters By Sick Puppies?
Does it matter in the scheme of things
While there are killers on the street and people going through bins We got lawyers and pimps all with five faces Setting up shop in all the same places I say hello and you say goodbye I put out my hand and your spit in my eye The trap is set for anyone whose ever thought But deep down below everybody knows there's a price and everything can be bought Not much left to live for there's not much left to be Nothing really matters Really matters to me This is how they think this is how they feel This is their idea of people keeping it real They're supposed to be working but there so fucking slack Taking one step forward and two steps back Now with a slap on the back in the sack for a shack and then everybodys happy today I don't know what I've been told what do you say I wanna go home [x8] The trap is set for anyone whose ever thought but deep down below everybody knows there's a price and everything can be bought Not much left to live for there's not much left to be Nothing really matters Really matters to me The trap is set for anyone whose ever thought but deep down below everybody knows there's a price and everything can be bought Not much left to live for there's not much left to be Nothing really matters Really matters to me |
Who Wrote Nothing Really Matters By Sick Puppies?
Chris Mileski, Emma Anzai, Shimon Moore
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