What are you going to do to make me hate me
A fistful of lies and a verbal decimation
I can't see how you can this time
It's so sad but keep on trying
I don't need praise or instand admiration
But I've still got a losing streak
I got no chains or fancy aspirations It takes more than you to make me weak
What are you going to do to stop me this time baby
Well I'm getting so sick and tired of You being trying to funk around my mind lately
Hearing about it
Like I'm not the man and I don't exist
But what you're saying always has a vicious poison twist
Know things about me
You wanna know about this and you wanna Why do you do it to me
You're messing with my mind
Why do you do it to me
I'm breaking out, I'm breaking out I'm flying higher than a pig in space
And they've been so blind, they've been so blind I was born in '69
But they don't wanna know about me
And I'm telling the world
No no no
I wanted just to do my thing But all they wanna do is mess with my mindHave that swing and Ooo feel so good
I wanted just to make my life.
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