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kotch
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Avant Rock
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Kim Walker
» label: unsigned
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A song from my 50/90 project for 2008.
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Take charge
Charts position
» highest in charts: # 826 (158,043 songs currently listed in Alternative)
» highest in sub-genre: # 49 (6,685 songs currently listed in Alternative > Avant Rock) » today's position: # 900 in Alternative
» today's position in sub-genre: # 56 in Avant Rock
» highest in sub-genre: # 49 (6,685 songs currently listed in Alternative > Avant Rock) » today's position: # 900 in Alternative
» today's position in sub-genre: # 56 in Avant Rock
About the song
Its a song about media harassment.
Lyrics
Why don't they leave us alone?
We're sick of all these photographs
They're printing lies about us
And we're not the ones who committed the crime
You'd think that we were on trial
Instead of the one who did it
Nobody believes us
They don't believe in scars
People pointing at us
Our faces on the news
And they pushed their luck so far
They pushed it to a mistrial
They say they have a right
That the public needs to know
But they can't get the story straight
And we're not the ones who committed the crime
We're sick of all these photographs
They're printing lies about us
And we're not the ones who committed the crime
You'd think that we were on trial
Instead of the one who did it
Nobody believes us
They don't believe in scars
People pointing at us
Our faces on the news
And they pushed their luck so far
They pushed it to a mistrial
They say they have a right
That the public needs to know
But they can't get the story straight
And we're not the ones who committed the crime