Lyrics:
Can't make my own decisions или make any with precision
Well maybe Ты should tie me up so I don't go where Ты don't want me
Ты say that I 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
Ты don't have to believe me,
but the way I way I see it
Далее time Ты point a finger,
I might have to bend it back
или break it break it off
whoa
Далее time Ты point a finger
I hope it's at the mirror.
If God's the game you're playing, then we must get еще acquainted,
It must be so lonely... to be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion, but one I firmly believe in
Ты don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing Ты see is you.
Can't make my own decisions или make any with precision
Well maybe Ты should tie me up so I don't go where Ты don't want me
Ты say that I 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
Ты don't have to believe me,
but the way I way I see it
Далее time Ты point a finger,
I might have to bend it back
или break it break it off
whoa
Далее time Ты point a finger
I hope it's at the mirror.
If God's the game you're playing, then we must get еще acquainted,
It must be so lonely... to be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion, but one I firmly believe in
Ты don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing Ты see is you.