Tekst piosenki
Its got nothing to do with you I know when the wrong thing is right to do I aint no bastard son of a bitch Not a control freak, just got that itch If i could just be where I see me How hard is it to just let me be When do you get what you've paid for Cuz ive paid dearly Made it this far im not dead Not strung out I don't beg Keep your thoughts to yourself I'll let you know when I need help Unicycle subculture gone to hell Juggle chainsaws with the hands you're dealt Lifes not short, what the fuck Ever had to wait for a bus Im taking the my way highway It doesnt mean I'm on a powertrip I think I know what's best for me I think I know what's best for me On the outside all is well As the core starts to rot and smell Split like an atom blown apart Head no longer hears the heart I've got a plan I haven't figured out I'll let you know what it's all about What the hurry gotta go Where you gotta go, go, go
