SAY IT

You'll fall on your face

You get back up and you're doing fine

"A considerate clown, a preachy preaching machine"

Is one of the sweetest things you would say about me

But I don't have the time for your distorted esteem

Why are you toying with my mind?

I don't wanna hear you say it

Well, I'm sick of standing in your line

So now you'll have to take it

Take this to heart

I will never let you fuck me over

Stop talking down to me your war is old

Your game is over

So here's my coldest shoulder

I don't wanna hear you say it

Now you're messing with my pride

Something we don't talk about

 

 

♫LISTEN♫

Done