I never wanted anything like this
I worked hard, tried hard
I ran around in domestic bliss
I fought hard, died long
Every time you are running out of here
Every time you are running I get the fear
I never wanted any broken bones
Scarred face, no home
Your words surround me and asphyxiate
And I burn all hate
Every time you are running out on me
Every time you are running I can see
Imnot a vegetable
I wi will not control myself
I spit on the hand that feeds me
I wi will not control myself
The waters spray, the waters run all over me
The waters spray, the waters run
And this time you gonna pay
Imnot a vegetable
I wi will not control myself
I spit on the hand that feeds me
I wi will not control myself
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