Trickle – READYMADE Lyrics
Artist: Trickle
Song: READYMADE
Lonely, lonely…
A lonely life has worn a hole through me
Pouting about your woes like so
Will never change a single thing, you know
Oh, maybe
I’m just another mob without a name
I refuse to play that game, and so I’ll scream until I rot away
What kind of play will blow the crowd away today?
I’m told I have to push my feelings to the side
Would I be happier without the spot light
I’m sure that’d fit just fine
I’ll dance the life of grown-ups, just for a taste
Of money, of loving-
My soul’s all I’ll pay
1, 2, 3, pop it out of the park
I’m swinging my bat to your labels
Hurts, right? Hurts, right?
If it gets me by, I’m fine!
Readymade fragile heartstrings scrеam
They’ve lost the bеat in the noise of a corporate scheme
Hurts, right? Hurts, right?
Shut your mouth, I’ve had enough!
Sending a fastball of all my rage right down your lane
Hey batta batta swing
Dirty, dirty…
You’re tellin’ me I ought to bite my tongue
Patting my head like I’m your dog
The good girl that you want is gone
Oh, baby…
Your twisted love has stepped up to the plate
Order-made logos that show you sold your soul to play this game
If I say what’s on my tongue, I’m in the wrong
I’ll be canceled if I speak what’s on my mind
You’re so good at playing hero, you think
I can’t see through your eyes
Sick of the way you think you’re high-and-mighty
Can’t buy me, I’m striking you out of this game
1, 2, 3, hit another pop fly
Targets I’ve dyed to a red in
My mind, my mind
Laughing at your suit and tie
Readymade ways to keep the lead
Gate is set to cut noise from the words I scream
Not fine, not fine!
Turn a blind eye, sing on
Feelings I’ve held tight are burning up inside of this batting cage
Well once again, I’m center stage
I feel like nothing more than just a slave
Oh don’t put me on a team playing for the grown-up side
Ah…
My heart is beaten, battered, get away
I see it, I feel it, here goes my next play….
1, 2, 3, pop it out of the park
I’m swinging my bat to your labels
Hurts, right? Hurts, right?
If it gets me by, I’m fine!
Readymade fragile heartstrings scream
They’ve lost the beat in the noise of a corporate scheme
Hurts, right? Hurts, right?
Shut your mouth, I’ve had enough!
1, 2, 3, hit another pop fly
Targets I’ve dyed to a red in
My mind, my mind
I’ve cried my whole life
Readymade ways to keep the lead
Gate is set to cut noise from the words I scream
Not fine, not fine!
Turn a blind eye, sing on
Sending a fastball of all my rage right down your lane
Hey batta batta swing
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From the album:
Spotlite Series – ‘Mainline’ and ‘Casino’ Records, Vol. 1
Release Year: 1994