Texty: Lostprophets. Liberation Transmission. New Transmission.

Take, take, take all my time, all my company
Take everything from me
Fake, fake, fake all these things that you say to me
Nothing that I want to believe

I think the time has come to set it straight
I need to change this frequency
'Cause everyone just says
The same old things to me

Get up
Get up

You shared a crown, it ties me down
'Cause there's no sun when you're around
Your righteous lies, you slip and slide
And now I want you to just

Fade out, the static in my stereo may
Fade out, the new transmission's calling, here we go

Say, say, say anything that you want to me
I'm still not gonna agree
I'm not gonna be a part, be a part of this
I'm not what you want me to be

Because I need some time to set this straight
I'm getting forward everything I see
Tell everyone to say
The same old thing to me

Get up

You shared a crown, it drags me down
'Cause there's no sun when you're around
Your righteous lies, you slip and slide
And now I want you to just

Fade out, the static in my stereo may
Fade out, the new transmission's calling
The new transmission's calling, here we go

Woah woah, the new transmission
Woah woah, the new transmission
Go

Get up
Get up

You shared a crown, it drags me down
'Cause there's no sun when you're around
Your righteous lies, you slip and slide
And now I want you to just

Fade out, the static in my stereo may
Fade out, the new transmission's calling

Fade out, change the channel, flick the switch and
Fade out, the new transmission's calling
The new transmission's calling, here we go