See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me
Does he write his own tunes? Does he write his own verse?
Hell, don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell.
Call yourself a singer-writer. You're just bluffing
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
And I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at The Enterprise when some fella filmed me
'A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi'
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
'Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right,
I won't stop 'til my name's in lights
At stadium heights with Damien Rice, on red carpets, now I'm on Arabian nights
Because I'm young I know my brother's gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I'm going hyper
Never be anything but a singer-songwriter
Yeah, the game's over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
People think that I'm bound to blow up,
I've done around about a thousand shows
But I haven't got a house plus I live on the couch
So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out (wow)
From day one, I've been prepared, with VO5 wax for my ginger hair
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