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Can't you see that I'm sick of this?'Cause this are your obliviousTo how I feel, sitting on your throneAnd I'm sure that I'm not aloneNot aloneNot aloneTell me, pleaseWho the fuck did you want me to be?Was it something that I couldn't see?Never knew this would be so politicalAnd, please...I'm still wearing this miserable skinAnd it's starting to tamper withinBut it's obvious that doesn't bother youSo, please...I didn't think that you'd sell me outNow I know what you're all aboutYou might feel in control of thingsBut you're not holding all the stringsAll the stringsAll the stringsTell me, pleaseWho the fuck did you want me to be?Was it something that I couldn't see?Never knew this would be so politicalAnd, please...I'm still wearing this miserable skinAnd it's starting to tamper withinBut it's obvious that doesn't matter to you.I've swallowed all your answersI've swallowed all my prideYou've used up all your chancesCan't keep this all insideKill me, please!Who the fuck did you want me to be?Was it something that I couldn't see?Never knew this would be so politicalAnd, please...I'm still wearing this miserable skinAnd it's starting to tamper withinBut it's obvious that doesn't bother youSo, please...Don't keep telling me that it's okayI don't buy all the shit that you sayAnd quite honestly I'm fucking sick of itSo, please...If I cut off this nose from my faceThen I wouldn't feel so out of placeBut it still wouldn't be quite enough for youSo, please...Por: Vitor de Jesus
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