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Aight, say less man The industry don't care 'bout us They only give a fuck when you kick up a fuss I'm seein' faces in the back of the bus They wonder why we die young when they push us to drugs Think I'm 'bout to punch someone Hear another lie from a man in a suit and tie Think I'm 'bout to kill someone if I lose my fuckin' mind Pet Shop Boys on the interstate You don't wanna win this way Hit my phone, hear it in my grave I got this ringin' in my ears, don't wanna hear it Out my, out my head Get out, ha, ha-ha-ha Out my, out my head Get out, ha, ha-ha-ha I got a lot going on, can't you tell? (We don't wanna hear your sad story), fine I do what I do best, keep it all to myself She said "What's goin' on?", I think we just don't gel I don't wanna open up to ya' Nowadays I gotta watch how I maneuver I be the chains, you can be the scooter Letras de cancionesI be the way, you can be the looter Pet Shop Boys on the interstate You don't wanna win this way Hit my phone, hear it in my grave I got this ringin' in my ears, don't wanna hear it Out my, out my head Get out, ha, ha-ha-ha Out my, out my head Get out, ha, ha-ha-ha Pet Shop Boys on the interstate (Out my, out my head) You don't wanna win this way (Get out, ha, ha-ha-ha) Hit my phone, hear it in my grave (Out my, out my head) I got this ringin' in my ears, don't wanna hear it (Get out, ha, ha-ha-ha) From Letras Mania