This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Well, I've never been the kind of guy that begs for the spotlight.
To put up of a front, try to pull stunts just to catch the people's eyes
And oh, I know, you put on quite a show
But maybe if my words get heard throughout these verses, I'll win the hearts of most and
La, la la la, la, la la la, la, la la la, la, la la la
Well, I've always wanted what I can't have
But what I get is not enough and
Beggars can't choose, I'll always lose if I don't learn to love
And it's getting pretty hard to get rid of the selfishness
This habits made a mess of me... of me
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
Well, I've never liked it when I can't win
I'm always in second place
I've always been the type to fall behind and watch the girl walk away
There's no more excuses, head up, get rid of these bruises and I'll be okay
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
I have to be myself and fix the things I know how to
I have to trust myself and just use who I am to try and wow you
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
To put up of a front, try to pull stunts just to catch the people's eyes
And oh, I know, you put on quite a show
But maybe if my words get heard throughout these verses, I'll win the hearts of most and
La, la la la, la, la la la, la, la la la, la, la la la
Well, I've always wanted what I can't have
But what I get is not enough and
Beggars can't choose, I'll always lose if I don't learn to love
And it's getting pretty hard to get rid of the selfishness
This habits made a mess of me... of me
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
Well, I've never liked it when I can't win
I'm always in second place
I've always been the type to fall behind and watch the girl walk away
There's no more excuses, head up, get rid of these bruises and I'll be okay
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
I have to be myself and fix the things I know how to
I have to trust myself and just use who I am to try and wow you
Don't just wait and sit, if you have a problem then find a way to fix it
You're not as perfect as you think
Don't complain and wish cause all you'll ever get is a pile of rackets that need to be broken...
That need to be broken
Lyrics submitted by mckennaaax3
Rackets Lyrics as written by Trevor Edmund Dahl Trevor Dahl
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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