You play the game Three times a day I’m tired to excuse you’re actions every day I don’t agree It’s not for me
You think you’re smart Your life is art I can’t forget the way you sad the death is a start I don’t agree It’s not for me
Kill me, hill me My heart is acking, My bones are breaking (2)
The way you move The way you dress Whole world belongs to you and not a less I don’t agree It’s not for me
Kill me, hill me My heart is acking, My bones are breaking (2)
My choice My voice My pride At loud I don’t agree It’s not for me My will And my way … My heart is acking, My bones are breaking Kill me, hill me My heart is acking, My bones are breaking