Tekstovi: Tinie Tempah. The Disc-Overy. Illusion.

My neighbours kid gettin murdered
Bedroom filled with nikey sb's and ??
Starin at the ceiling listening to soul father
Tryna make the world pay me daily like Carson
My mom says I need to put on weight like Kelly Clarkson
She said I work like a soldier steady marchin'
Left, right, Left, right,Left, right,Left, right
Tryna keep it steady like a lezza with ardon
Apartments, Guardin the garden
Money in the jeans, car keys in the cardigan
When I was a kid I wished that I could be in on ya
Every time my father disregarded an argument
Wishing I was sitting on the move
Watching videos, wishing I was living in the shoes
With designer shoes, doing things I didn't wanna do
Wishing I could see the world from a different point of view

[Chorus]
Leave your baggage at the stairs,
and your worries at the door,
you don't have to think about problems any more,
(I can make you believe in anything)
Uh, I know that everythings changed,
but I'm under this illusion just so I don't go insane
(I can Make you believe in anything)
Uh, you ever been to fed up, to get up
or wish you had a huge shredder for a few letters
Dreaming up these stories of these all new adventures

Zulu patens on a new cinderella
Check the sense of humor on rumors getting better
I'm a teach you a lesson, and I don't mean a lecture
Cos only fake (rich, rich) dudes get jealous
so we'll never let a (rich, rich) dude get near us
Cos were up with the stars, somewhere out of space
And on the underground I felt so outta place
i got Tom, Dick and Harry all looking at my face
I know they wanna say 'Safe' but, don't know how to say it
Bad body language, I don't understand it
When they see Patrick, then they turn to gangsters,
Haha, And that's a passage from my mantra
Ive started reading from a whole different chapter

[Chorus]

I can make you,
I can make you,
I can make you,
Believe in anything

I can make you,
I can make you,
I can make you,
Believe in anything