We don't believe what's on TV

We don't believe what's on TV,
Because it's what we want to see,
And what we want, we know we can't believe,
We have all learned to kill our dreams.

I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here,
'Cause if you stick around I'll sing you pretty sounds,
And we'll make money selling your hair.

I don't care what's in your hair,
I just want to know what's on your mind,
I used to say, "I want to die before I'm old,"
But because of you I might think twice.

Alright, second verse
What if my dream does not happen,
Would I just change what I've told my friends,
I don't want to know who I would be,
When I wake up from a dreamer's sleep.

I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here,
'Cause if you stick around I'll sing you pretty sounds,
And we'll make money selling your hair.

I don't care what's in your hair,
I just want to know what's on your mind,
I used to say, "I want to die before I'm old,"
But because of you I might think twice.

I don't care what's in your hair,
I just want to know what's on your mind,
I used to say, "I want to die before I'm old,"
But because of you I might think twice.

I don't care what's in your hair,
I just want to know what's on your mind,
I used to say, "I want to die before I'm old,"
But because of you I might think twice.

No creemos lo que hay en televisión

No creemos en lo que pasan por tv,
Porque es lo que queremos ver,
Y lo que queremos, sabemos que no podemos creer ,
Todos hemos aprendido a matar nuestros sueños.

Necesito saber que si fallo aún estarás aquí,
Porque si te quedas te cantaré sonidos bonitos,
Y haremos dinero vendiendo tu cabello.

No me importa qué tiene tu cabello,
Sólo quiero saber qué hay en tu mente,
Solía deicir: "quiero morir antes de hacerme viejo"
Pero por tí me lo pensaría dos veces.

Muy bien, segunda estrofa.
Qué pasaría si mi sueño no se cumple,
Simplemente cambiaría lo que les dije a mis amigos?
No quiero saber quién sería,
Cuando me levante del sueño del soñador.

Necesito saber que si fallo aún estarás aquí,
Porque si te quedas te cantaré sonidos bonitos,
Y haremos dinero vendiendo tu cabello.

No me importa qué tiene tu cabello,
Sólo quiero saber qué hay en tu mente,
Solía deicir: "quiero morir antes de hacerme viejo"
Pero por tí me lo pensaría dos veces.
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