Lirik Lagu You Need Me, I Don't Need You - Ed Sheeran
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Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new soundPlaying a different show every night in front of a new crowdThat's you now, ciao, seems that life is great nowSee me lose focus as I sing to you loudI can't, no, I won't hush, I say the words that make you blushI'm gonna sing this now (ow, ow)See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart isI'm like glue, I stick to other artistsI'm not you, now that would be disastrousLet me sing and do my thing and move to greener pasturesSee, I'm real, I do it all, it's all meI'm not fake, don't ever call me lazyI won't stay put, give me the chance to be freeSuffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
'Cos you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me.
I sing, I write my own tune and I write my own verse, hellDon't need another wordsmith to make the tune sellCall yourself a singer-writer, you're just bluffingName's on the credits and you didn't write nothingI sing fast, I know that all my shit's coolI will blast and I didn't go to BRIT SchoolI came fast with the way I act, rightI can't last, if I'm smoking on a crack pipeAnd I won't be a product of my genreMy mind will always be stronger than my songs areNever believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to yaAlways read the stories that you hear in WikipediaAnd musically I'm demonstratingWhen I perform live feels like I am meditatingTimes at The Enterprise when some fella filmed meYoung singer-writer like a Gabriella Cilmi
'Cos you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me.
'Cos with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right,I won't stop till my name is in lightsAt stadium heights with Damien Rice, on red carpets,now I'm on Arabian nightsBecause I'm young I know my brother's gonna give me adviceLong nighter, short height and I'm going hyperNever be anything but a singer-songwriterYeah, the game's over but now I'm on a new levelWatch how I step on the track without a loop pedalPeople think that I'm bound to blow up,I've done around about a thousand showsBut I haven't got a house plus I live on the couchSo you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them outFrom day one, I've been prepared, with VO5 wax for my ginger hairSo now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds'Cos it's another day,plus I keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basicGonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase itAnd replace it with the elephant in the room with a faceliftInto another rapper's shoes using new lacesI'm selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for the papersSelling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for majorsNationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus backClean-cut kid without a razor for the moustacheI hit back when the pen hurts me,I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch teeI'm still the same as a year ago but more people hear me thoughAccording to the MySpace and YouTube videosI'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studioTruly broke, never growing up call me RufioMelody music maker, reading all the papersThey say I'm up-and-coming like I'm fucking in an elevator
'Cos you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need you
'Cos you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me.
I sing, I write my own tune and I write my own verse, hellDon't need another wordsmith to make the tune sellCall yourself a singer-writer, you're just bluffingName's on the credits and you didn't write nothingI sing fast, I know that all my shit's coolI will blast and I didn't go to BRIT SchoolI came fast with the way I act, rightI can't last, if I'm smoking on a crack pipeAnd I won't be a product of my genreMy mind will always be stronger than my songs areNever believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to yaAlways read the stories that you hear in WikipediaAnd musically I'm demonstratingWhen I perform live feels like I am meditatingTimes at The Enterprise when some fella filmed meYoung singer-writer like a Gabriella Cilmi
'Cos you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me.
'Cos with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right,I won't stop till my name is in lightsAt stadium heights with Damien Rice, on red carpets,now I'm on Arabian nightsBecause I'm young I know my brother's gonna give me adviceLong nighter, short height and I'm going hyperNever be anything but a singer-songwriterYeah, the game's over but now I'm on a new levelWatch how I step on the track without a loop pedalPeople think that I'm bound to blow up,I've done around about a thousand showsBut I haven't got a house plus I live on the couchSo you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them outFrom day one, I've been prepared, with VO5 wax for my ginger hairSo now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds'Cos it's another day,plus I keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basicGonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase itAnd replace it with the elephant in the room with a faceliftInto another rapper's shoes using new lacesI'm selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for the papersSelling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for majorsNationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus backClean-cut kid without a razor for the moustacheI hit back when the pen hurts me,I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch teeI'm still the same as a year ago but more people hear me thoughAccording to the MySpace and YouTube videosI'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studioTruly broke, never growing up call me RufioMelody music maker, reading all the papersThey say I'm up-and-coming like I'm fucking in an elevator
'Cos you need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need youYou need me, man, I don't need you at allYou need me, man, I don't need you
