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Hype Video (MV)




Performed By: Triangle Fire
Length: 3:33
Written by: Robert Abalos
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Triangle Fire - Hype Lyrics




She's the one with the light blue hair
She's all hype, she's all air
Now I'm not saying that she ain't right
It's alright, she's alright
But I wish she were real

They're the kids with the sound in style
They're all flair, they're all lights
When the lights come down you'll find
There's no men, they're just mice
Too afraid to be real

We're living in a soft pink light
So false but it feels so right
Who cares about tomorrow?

Someone asked if they could have my soul
In the words of the Great Jose
There's no chance, there's no way
But if the blue flame should go out
We'll be cruel, we'll slip down
Not a soul will be real

We're living in a soft pink light
So false but it feels so right
Who cares about tomorrow?

When we wake up in strangers beds
When we are the herd that wants to be led
The mouth that only wants to be fed
The friend who always wished they were dead
All the drugs that we've been taking instead
All the hype that went straight to our heads
All the signs that we found we misread
Too afraid to be real
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She's the one with the light blue hair
She's all hype, she's all air
Now I'm not saying that she ain't right
It's alright, she's alright
But I wish she were real

They're the kids with the sound in style
They're all flair, they're all lights
When the lights come down you'll find
There's no men, they're just mice
Too afraid to be real

We're living in a soft pink light
So false but it feels so right
Who cares about tomorrow?

Someone asked if they could have my soul
In the words of the Great Jose
There's no chance, there's no way
But if the blue flame should go out
We'll be cruel, we'll slip down
Not a soul will be real

We're living in a soft pink light
So false but it feels so right
Who cares about tomorrow?

When we wake up in strangers beds
When we are the herd that wants to be led
The mouth that only wants to be fed
The friend who always wished they were dead
All the drugs that we've been taking instead
All the hype that went straight to our heads
All the signs that we found we misread
Too afraid to be real
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Writer: Robert Abalos
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