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Woorden: LostProphets. A Town Called Hypocrisy.

Can you take this broken boy?
And put the pieces back as one?
Though he has all of his toys...
He is never having fun

Because it's not enough
Now we're growing up
We are giving up
We are moving on
Because its not enough
We were growing up
We are giving up
And I won't hear what you say so...

Save your sympathy
Who do you think you're fooling?
Everything is dead!
Now you welcome me,
To a town called hypocrisy

Save your sympathy
Who do you think you're fooling?
Everything is dead!
Now you welcome me,
To a town called hypocrisy

(Town Called Hypocrisy)

Can you take this lonely girl?
I pick her up from off the ground
'cause theres no pride, to be found
When you follow sheep around
And no future here, no future
For us in this town

Because it's not enough
Now we're growing up
We are giving up
We are moving on
Because its not enough
We were growing up
We are giving up
And I won't hear what you say so...

Save your sympathy
Who do you think you're fooling?
Everything is dead!
Now you welcome me,
To a town called hypocrisy

Save your sympathy
Who do you think you're fooling?
Everything is dead!
Now you welcome me,
To a town called hypocrisy

La la la
Lalalalalalalala la la
Lalalalalalalala la la
Lalalalalalalala la la

(lalalalalalalala la la)
Because it's not enough
Now we're growing up
(lalalalalalalala la la)
We are giving up
We are moving on
(lalalalalalalala la la)
Because its not enough
We were growing up
(lalalalalalalala la la)
We are giving up
And I won't hear what you say so...

Save your sympathy
Who do you think you're fooling?
Everything is dead!
Now you welcome me,
To a town called hypocrisy

Save your sympathy
Who do you think you're fooling?
Everything is dead!
Now you welcome me,
To a town called hypocrisy