Hey, stop, do you hear an echo?
I do, but does anyone know?
Same old thing we heard an hour ago
Different band, the same radio
Singing soul, you say you got it in you
Something to say, well, I don’t hear it in any one of your tunes
The words you heard, you reused
You got a hook, there’s no book
Got no soul, just a look
And this is me, saying words I actually mean
I won’t compromise this thing just to make itÂ
~The Rocket Summer
