The offseason – 15 Minutes of Lame

The offseason – 15 Minutes of Lame Lyrics

Artist: The offseason
Song: 15 Minutes of Lame

Let’s cut and paste another night to waste
The city streets are calling out for you
So go show them your face
It’s time to sell yourself

By being someone else
Mixing elegance laced with decadence
Because you know your life
Won’t get better than this

By the way you shake
I can tell you’re a fake
So be the entertainment for tonight
So they’ll remembеr your name

Cause you have to stay prеtty
And you have to be clean
Just to put your little product
In their vending machines

So glitter up the gray
And see how much you’ll make
Because they just don’t care
How bad you taste

Put that gold record on
And sing those stupid songs
Just to make that beat on every street go on
We’ve got a war to wage

Because it’s all the rage
To forget yourself for the chance at being great
It’s an awful mess
Who you trying to impress?

You want the neon dreams in teen magazines
To bring you back from the dead
Cause the pop music princess
Is so easy to please

But you have only fifteen minutes
Just to get on your knees
So what would be left
After what’s done and said

And the limelight has gone to your head?
Put that gold record on
And sing those stupid songs
Just to make that beat on every street go on

We’ve got a war to wage
Because it’s all the rage
To forget yourself for the chance at being great
You ride your high horse so damn well

But as far as I can tell
The world will reject you
Your friends disrespect you
But you just don’t care

Cause you don’t have a clue
Put that gold record on
And sing those stupid songs
Just to make that beat on every street go on

We’ve got a war to wage
Because it’s all the rage
To forget yourself for the chance at being great
Put that gold record on

And sing those stupid songs
Just to make that beat on every street go on
We’ve got a war to wage
Because it’s all the rage

To forget yourself for the chance at being great
Put that gold record on
And sing those stupid songs
Just to make that beat on every street go on

We’ve got a war to wage
Because it’s all the rage
To forget yourself for the chance at being great
Put that gold record on

And sing those stupid songs
Just to make that beat on every street go on
We’ve got a war to wage
Because it’s all the rage

To forget yourself for the chance at being great
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Release Year: 2021