Artist: Hanover Saints
Song: Jolt The Press

Fast, fast, fingers are typing 
A paycheck with the lies you’re writing 
Character assignations 
And the condemnation is flying 
On last years favorite list 
Turned your back without a gist 
This fabrication of compassion 
Won’t ever be missed 

Now it’s time to Jolt the press 
And we won’t settle for anything less 
A rebuke in love to bring out the truth 
Cuz you’re no better than me and I’m no better than you 
Jolt the press (x2)


Do you think you are doing us a favor 
Cuz we aren’t your special flavor 
I’d rather you say it to my face 
Shake hands and let there be grace 
But you stand on being a critic 
I don’t have to buy it to hear it 
So we’re gonna have fun before the press gets in 
Now it’s your turn to read it 

Do you see what you are saying (x2)
When you talk about me

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