Don't tell me what my urges mean Don't tell me what you think is clean Don't stain my life with martyr's blood Point your finger in the name of good Don't tell me where to make my bed Or I will finger you instead
Prying in lives begin Hit the floor forever more Make amends journeys end Salt is poured on open sores To screaming seal and one day feel To be alive to cheat and lie I ask you when was the time of men If choices made were made by animals Choices made were made by animals
Don't tell me what my urges mean Don't tell me what you think is clean Don't stain my life with martyr's blood Point your finger in the name of good Don't tell me where to make my bed Or I will finger you instead
How to win right to sin Or call this sin a way to win To win myself learn myself Self respect to choose the sex To love and hold to be so hold To soundly choose nothing to lose I ask to love when times are tough And choices made are made by animals
Don't tell me what my urges mean Don't tell me what you think is clean Don't stain my life with martyr's blood Point your finger in the name of good Don't tell me where to make my bed Or I will finger you instead I will finger you instead
Don't tell me what my urges mean Don't tell me what you think is clean Don't stain my life with martyr's blood Point your finger in the name of good Don't tell me where to make my bed Or I will finger you insteadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
