Chill Bump - Raise Up paroles de (lyrics)
[Chill Bump - Raise Up paroles de lyrics]
Eyo, my brains been washed by Microsoft
Imagination lost, my mind grows soft
Hypnotised by the screen until
My eyes go crossed
I can’t picture living life
With my IPhone off
Facebook is my shrink, I confess I’m a fiend
Fiending for numbers to pop up
Top left of the screen
Playing youtube bully, it’s automatic
I click on a random video and
Then post that you’re a faggot
I talk hard as long as it’s anonymous
Drop a lot of nonesense on my friends’ walls
Wall-E was not a myth
When my homies meet we don’t even chat
You’ve got your lousy phone out
To show me some crap
I can’t leave the house without
It no doubt about it
Shouting loud and pounding objects when
There’s a power outage
I play the wi on my couch
For hours’til my family act mad
Now is reality that sad?
Mummy wanna encourage me, Daddy react bad
Society got me feeling like a
Rat in a rat lab
So I hide in my bubble day and night
Feeling too weak and too small to fight
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux
Far from the generations before
You never raised a weapon to
Defend your nation at war
How many children dream ’bout
Building tree houses?
They’d rather sit on couches
Chill and be slouches
Now… Communication’s hard isn’t it?
Well maybe your parents should
Start raising y’all different!
Sick of Steve Jobs praising, y’all listen:
He ain’t accomplished shit besides
Making your generation autistic!
Switch off the box in the corner
Stop ignoring the big brother above ya
That wanna watch and record ya
They call ya couch potato
But you are the future
Learn to use imagination before
You use a computer
The youth Raise Up You are larger than life
They try to keep you occupied
They like blockin’ your sight
They enslaving your mind
Time to wake from your sleep
The day you’ll see reality you’ll leave
Their blood spilling in the Streets
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux
Imagination lost, my mind grows soft
Hypnotised by the screen until
My eyes go crossed
I can’t picture living life
With my IPhone off
Facebook is my shrink, I confess I’m a fiend
Fiending for numbers to pop up
Top left of the screen
Playing youtube bully, it’s automatic
I click on a random video and
Then post that you’re a faggot
I talk hard as long as it’s anonymous
Drop a lot of nonesense on my friends’ walls
Wall-E was not a myth
When my homies meet we don’t even chat
You’ve got your lousy phone out
To show me some crap
I can’t leave the house without
It no doubt about it
Shouting loud and pounding objects when
There’s a power outage
I play the wi on my couch
For hours’til my family act mad
Now is reality that sad?
Mummy wanna encourage me, Daddy react bad
Society got me feeling like a
Rat in a rat lab
So I hide in my bubble day and night
Feeling too weak and too small to fight
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux
Far from the generations before
You never raised a weapon to
Defend your nation at war
How many children dream ’bout
Building tree houses?
They’d rather sit on couches
Chill and be slouches
Now… Communication’s hard isn’t it?
Well maybe your parents should
Start raising y’all different!
Sick of Steve Jobs praising, y’all listen:
He ain’t accomplished shit besides
Making your generation autistic!
Switch off the box in the corner
Stop ignoring the big brother above ya
That wanna watch and record ya
They call ya couch potato
But you are the future
Learn to use imagination before
You use a computer
The youth Raise Up You are larger than life
They try to keep you occupied
They like blockin’ your sight
They enslaving your mind
Time to wake from your sleep
The day you’ll see reality you’ll leave
Their blood spilling in the Streets
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux
J'suis trop petit pour me prendre au sérieux
Trop sérieux pour faire le jeu des grands
Assez grand pour affronter la vie
Trop petit pour être malheureux