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Cant make my own decisions
or make any with precision
Well maybe you should tie me up
so I dont go where you dont want me
You say that I been changing
that Im not just simply aging
Yeah how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
Oh oh oh ohhh
You dont have to believe me
but the way I way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I hope its to the mirror
If gods the way that youre playing
well we must get more acquainted
Because it has to be so lonely
to be the only one whos holy
Its just my humble opinion
but its one that I believe in
You dont deserve a point of view
if the only thing you see is you
Whoa
You dont have to believe me
but the way I way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I hope its to the mirror
This is the last second chance (I hope its to the mirror)
Im half as god as it gets (I hope its to the mirror)
Im on both sides of the fence (I hope its to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret (I hope its to the mirror)
I know you dont believe me,
but the way I way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I hope its to the mirror
I know you wont believe me
but the way I way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I hope its to the mirror