Skunk Anansie - It Takes Blood Guts to Be This Cool, but I’m Still Just a Cliche текст песни

Save me from critical acclaimSave my smile its’ too cracked from fameWish me well with my fantasyFeel my arrogance with your sanityWash me oh so painfully cleanDisect my words with a fist full of your dreamsBuild me up and strike me down pleaseSign my name, sign my nameIt takes blood and guts to be this coolBut I’m still, just a clicheIt takes blood and guts to be this coolBut I’m still, just a clicheJust a cliche, just a clicheJust a cliche, just a clicheColour my views in red, white and blueI’m wide awake now, wide awake nowI kiss you, I kiss you, but I’m falling downAnd all my friends are crowding aroundThey’re crowding around looking down to seeBut all they can see is me, me, meSo blow me away now, with your screwed up mindThere’s no charm left now, for you to findIt takes blood and guts to be this coolBut I’m still, just a clicheIt takes blood and guts to be this coolBut I’m still, just a clicheJust a cliche, just a clicheJust a cliche, just a clicheI see you, you see meAnd who the hell am I supposed to beI don’t care now but I know that I shouldWasting away like you knew I wouldIt takes blood and guts to be this coolBut I’m still, stillIt takes blood and guts to be this coolBut I’m still, stillIt takes blood and guts to be this coolBut I’m still, just a clicheJust a cliche, just a clicheJust a cliche, just a cliche...