Oh-Song

Oh, stop eating my brain
I'm so tired of that game –
Break up, make up,
Break up
And again – make up
Don’t look for emotions
And stop waiting for me crying
I don't like rough words
And I hate those scenes "i'm dying"
See I'm not a kind you used to
You can't make me feel abused
Leave me better that's enough
And enough is enough
You're not lion-king and
I'm not a white dove
If you need some stress -
Go round play go make a mess
If you need some storm
Put on kinky uniform
call your ex and drive her cray
Care what other people say,
Do whatever you want
Go whatever you are going to
But don't be mad on me
and remember the point


I know you too well
I can understand every thought,
every action, every mistake,
I know you too well
I'll never-never-never look back
I don't wanna dead things alive
I know you too well
So you&only have to
Disappear, you aren't mine


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