So i don't want to be the one To tell you that you're really wrong I hope one day you'll confess Being the fool that you are I don't think That you really need to hold my hand I don't think you are beautiful And now you did it again And so i I need some therapy To cure that sick mentality You take the credit While i move all in A small-minded philosophy Is full of hope and cheerfully Lost in banality, a dead man's hand again No, i don't need to feel the same To know that you are really lame I hope one day you'll understand The words that i say I'm not sure if you really know What this means I'm not sure if you're crucible And so i I need some therapy To cure from that mentality You take the credit while i move all in A small-minded philosophy Is full of hope and cheerfully Lost in banality, a dead man's hand again I sold you for a sad dog And i told you that i don't regret That i don't regret That i don't regretTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
