The Mixture lyrics
by Volumes
Take a picture of me
I'm dying for more
I really can't believe this
We just all want to be on TV
A minute of this FaceTime
Tearing down your door
Driven by one-hundred forms of fear
I've been trying
To deny this all
For too long
To keep my mouth shut
And it's got me nowhere
To expose you
I cannot blame you
I will not please you
I do not need you
To do the things
That get you off
When you tell me
The things I have to
When you call me
I don't want to
Out here with a backpack
Traveling back tracked
When I don't need to
It never made sense to me
But it always made sense to you
And I will still be here
In front of you
In spite of you
So smile
As you look in the mirror
Give me my receipt now though
f*ck this industry
Excuse me to death
Can we say f*ck it?
You can have metal back
You can have it back!
I'll say it again
I said I'm in it to win it
Don't hold
Can't you tell that I'm already in the mix?
I'll say it again
I said I'm in it to win it
Don't hold
Can't you tell that I'm already in the mix?
I'll say it again
I said I'm in it to win it
Don't hold
Can't you tell that I'm already in the mix?