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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 wooaahh
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 ill point you 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 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; wooaahh
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 ill point you to the mirror
This is the last second chance (ill point you to the mirror)
Im half as god as it gets (ill point you to the mirror)
Im on both sides of the fence (ill point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret ill hold you to it
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 ill point you 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 ill point you to the mirror