20 окт. 2009 г., 20:59
3 мин за четене
Playing God
Can't make my own decisions or make any with precision.
Well, maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where you don't want me.
You say that I've been changing, that I'm not just simply aging.
Yeah, how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat.
Oh oh oh ohhhh
You don't have to believe me,
but the way [way] I see it,
next time you point a finger,
I might have to bend it back
or break it break it off, ...
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