Fourget

I feel like Dalai Lama
But listen here I'm doing all right
You had to leave for me to want you
I made the choice to stay and die
But should you want a piece of me
You know you got it, okay?
I hope I didn't interrupt your

Get out the door
And mind my way
If this is a chore
Get out and play

You've made your own stigmata
You've got your hands on the feel you've set
You don't need the numb to love you
If there's occasion a little girl strays
You'll always have a piece of me
For all of you I give away
I hope I didn't bother you so

Get out the door
And mind my way
If this is a chore
Get out and
Get out the door
And mind my way
If this is a chore
Get out and play

I feel like Dalai Lama
But listen here now I'm doing all right
You had to leave for me to want you
I made the choice to stay and die
But should you want a piece of me
You know you got it, okay?
I hope I didn't interrupt your

Get out the door
And mind my way
If this is a chore
Get out and
Get out the door
And mind my way
If this is a chore
Get out and play