Paroles de The Hills

Nobody cares unless you're pretty or you're dead What's the point of being good if you could be adored instead I'd sell my soul if it means I'll never die The loser's still the loser even if the winner lied I'll be in Prague every summer getting high with my lover That I really don't love that much I'll ride away away in a Hummer because I can find another It's so easy being out of touch In the hills Maybe I am rotten but I will not be forgotten In the hills Maybe I'm corrupt but I can't get enough This love is not about the hurt and the weak It's about the rich and it's about the meek It's private planes and it's men that just start fires Living isn't living until you're admired I'll be in Prague every summer getting high with my lover That I really don't love that much I'll ride away away in a Hummer because I can find another It's so easy being out of touch  In the hills Maybe I am rotten but I will not be forgotten In the hills Maybe I'm corrupt but I can't get enough