Now I’m in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd That’s you now, ciao, seems that life is great now See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud And I can’t, no, I won’t hush I’ll say the words that make you blush I’m gonna sing this now Oh oh See, I’m true, my songs are where my heart is I’m like glue, I stick to other artists I’m not you, now that would be disastrous Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures See, I’m real, I do it all, it’s all me I’m not fake, don’t ever call me lazy I won’t stay put, give me the chance to be free Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me ‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you at all You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you at all You need me I sing and write my own tune and I write my own verse Hell, don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell Call yourself a singer-writer - you’re just bluffing Your name’s on the credits and you didn’t write nothing I sing fast, I know that all my shit’s cool I will blast and I didn’t go to Brit School I came fast with the way I act, right I can’t last if I’m smoking on a crack pipe And I won’t be a product of my genre My mind will always be stronger than my songs are Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia And musically I’m demonstrating When I perform live, feels like I am meditating Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me ‘A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi’ ‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you at all You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you at all You need me 'Cause with the lyrics I’ll be aiming it right I won’t stop 'til my name's in lights At stadium heights with Damien Rice On red carpets, now I’m on Arabian Nights Because I’m young I know my brother's gonna give me advice Long nighter, short height and I gone hyper Never be anything but a singer-songwriter, yeah. The game's over but now I’m on a new level Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal People think that I’m bound to blow up I’ve done around about a thousand shows But I haven’t got a house plus I live on a couch So you believe the lyrics when I’m singing them out, wow From day one, I’ve been prepared With vo5 wax for my ginger hair So now I’m back to the sofa, giving a dose of what the future holds 'Cause it’s another day Plus I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic Gonna be breaking into other people’s tunes when I chase it And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift Into another rapper's shoes using new laces I'm selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the papers Selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the majors Nationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus back Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache I hit back when the pen hurts me I’m still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee I’m still the same as a year ago But more people hear me though According to the MySpace and TH-cam videos I’m always doing shows if I’m not I’m in the studio Truly broke, never growing up call me Rufio Melody music maker Reading all the papers They say I’m up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator . 'Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you at all You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you You need me, man, I don’t need you at all You need me, man, I don’t need you
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd That's you now, ciao, seems that life is great now See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud And I can't, no, I won't hush I'll say the words that make you blush I'm gonna sing this now See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is I'm like glue, I stick to other artists I'm not you, now that would be disastrous Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me 'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you You need me man, I don't need you You need me man, I don't need you at all You need me man, I don't need you You need me man, I don't need you You need me man, I don't need you You need me man, I don't need you at all You need me I sing and write my own tune And I write my own verso Don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell Call yourself a singer-writer. You're just bluffing Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School I came fast with the way I act, right I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe And I won't be a product of my genre My mind will always be stronger than my songs are Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia And musically I'm demonstrating When I perform live, feels like I am meditating Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me 'A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi' 'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you, at all You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you, at all You need me 'Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right I won't stop till my name's in light At Stadium Heights with Damien Rice On red carpets, now I'm on arabian nights Because I'm young and all my brothers gonna give me advice Long nighter, short height and I'm gone hyper Never be anything but a singer-songwriter The games over but now I'm on a new level Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal People think that I'm bound to blow up I've done around about a thousand shows But I haven't got a house plus I live on the couch So you can be the lyrics when I'm singing them out (wow) From day one, I've been prepared With V05 wax for my ginger hair So now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds 'Cause it's another day plus I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic Gonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift Into another rappers shoes using new laces Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for the papers Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for majors Nationwide til' we're just jack, soon as I get the bus back Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache I hit back when the pen hurts me I'm still a choir boy in a French church tee I'm still the same as a year ago But more people hear me though According to the myspace and youtube videos I'm always doing shows, if I'm not I'm in the studio Truly broke, never growing up call me Ruffio Melody music maker Reading all the papers They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator 'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you, at all You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you, at all You need me, man, I don't need you
The voice, the graphics, the energy is insane.
i wouldnt mind hearing you need me twice ;:D
00:00 You Need Me I Don't Need You
04:42 The Parting Glass
07:32 You Need Me I Don't Need You
Amazing 😍😍😍
Now I’m in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That’s you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud
And I can’t, no, I won’t hush
I’ll say the words that make you blush
I’m gonna sing this now
Oh oh
See, I’m true, my songs are where my heart is
I’m like glue, I stick to other artists
I’m not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I’m real, I do it all, it’s all me
I’m not fake, don’t ever call me lazy
I won’t stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me
I sing and write my own tune and I write my own verse
Hell, don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singer-writer - you’re just bluffing
Your name’s on the credits and you didn’t write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit’s cool
I will blast and I didn’t go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can’t last if I’m smoking on a crack pipe
And I won’t be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I’m demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
‘A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi’
‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me
'Cause with the lyrics I’ll be aiming it right
I won’t stop 'til my name's in lights
At stadium heights with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I’m on Arabian Nights
Because I’m young I know my brother's gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I gone hyper
Never be anything but a singer-songwriter, yeah.
The game's over but now I’m on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
People think that I’m bound to blow up
I’ve done around about a thousand shows
But I haven’t got a house plus I live on a couch
So you believe the lyrics when I’m singing them out, wow
From day one, I’ve been prepared
With vo5 wax for my ginger hair
So now I’m back to the sofa, giving a dose of what the future holds
'Cause it’s another day
Plus I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other people’s tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Into another rapper's shoes using new laces
I'm selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache
I hit back when the pen hurts me
I’m still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
I’m still the same as a year ago
But more people hear me though
According to the MySpace and TH-cam videos
I’m always doing shows if I’m not I’m in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up call me Rufio
Melody music maker
Reading all the papers
They say I’m up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator .
'Cause you need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need you at all
You need me, man, I don’t need you
you would copy and paste
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud
And I can't, no, I won't hush
I'll say the words that make you blush
I'm gonna sing this now
See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you at all
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man, I don't need you at all
You need me
I sing and write my own tune
And I write my own verso
Don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singer-writer. You're just bluffing
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
And I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
'A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi'
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me
'Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop till my name's in light
At Stadium Heights with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I'm on arabian nights
Because I'm young and all my brothers gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I'm gone hyper
Never be anything but a singer-songwriter
The games over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
People think that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows
But I haven't got a house plus I live on the couch
So you can be the lyrics when I'm singing them out (wow)
From day one, I've been prepared
With V05 wax for my ginger hair
So now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds
'Cause it's another day plus I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Into another rappers shoes using new laces
Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling cds from my rucksack aiming for majors
Nationwide til' we're just jack, soon as I get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache
I hit back when the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a French church tee
I'm still the same as a year ago
But more people hear me though
According to the myspace and youtube videos
I'm always doing shows, if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up call me Ruffio
Melody music maker
Reading all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
Schade schlechte Aufname, habe schon bessere gehört von Ed Sheeran
Kurt Schmid da kann Ed ja nichts dafür wenn die Aufnahme nicht so gut!!!!!