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Well you're saying that you're playing.Well
you're saying that you're playing but you're
faking.Well you're swinging to the rhythm pointing to
the good looking.But it's coming to the surface
you're only crossing and fading.Well you're
expecting to look sharp and needing to have class.But all
I can see is you nodding your head fast.Thinking
you're impressing everybody when you look bored.But
I'm knowing what you're doing is proving you're a
big fraud.Whenever I get up it's on my own.Synthetic audio goes on and on.Send out the love bring
all the ladies home.'Cause its all I ever know.Synthetic audio.It goes on and onOn on on on.Whenever I get up it's on my own.Synthetic audio
goes on and on and on and on.Be near the DJ gear to feel
my show.It's the way to go.Well I'm
knowing that you're grooving.But respect all around
you is losing.Well you're jumping and making all the
noise that it's all yours.And it seems you believe
everything you dream.Well you wanna be exclusive for your
purpose.By telling everyone that they are useless.Saying you're the only one playing big sounds.But
there's at least a hundred guys doing the same round
town.You know the crazy thing is I wish I played rock
'n roll.I found an easy way to prove myself with
tunes I stole...So will you start making and stop
fading.Let's be honest - you copied this behavior.Start speaking for yourself not somebody else.By telling
everyone how much you're worth.Be content with the
real you not needing to prove.That you're better than
everyone with the things you do.You want everyone to say
your skills are too much.But what you're doing is not
enough[Bridge]Well let's start talking about my
ladies.Can't stop dancing up right in front of me.Cause I'm the music nasty love machine