Who's to blame if we don't make a name Is it someone we didn't know? And we see that's to be is to be And even that's still a big unknown And if we try to be real There's a sense that I lose Just to get it right I can't believe you don't see That It's me and not the ink That you're holding tight Well it's my way this time It makes me feel like I've moved from the back to front And the choice is mine So let me practice as to what I preach Running away it seems to be the only choice I ever come by By getting my back against the wall you make me realize I've come this far Again and again you make me feel like something that I have is nothing Your taking your time but then you'll realize that all of this has made you Look so complicting..yeah We're all just whores A time, a place, a mood but you won't get it out of me Ya step, ya play, ya fool I got the shit pouring' out of me It's in the way that I think And I follow what I think is very nesessary So come on let's a step up Want to find out what it's like to be me All these decisions Now who's to believe? It's all contradiction So who should I be? Cause your decisions Not my decision So please just go away We're all just whoresTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
