Luyện nghe bài hát Playing God

I can't my own decisions
Or any with precision
Well, you should tie me up
So I don't go where you don't me

You say that I changing
That I'm not just aging
Yeah, how that be logical?
Just on cramming ideas down my throat

Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't have to me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you a finger
I might to bend it back
Or it, break it off

time you point a finger
I'll you to the mirror

If the game that you're playing
Well, we must get more
it has to be so lonely
To be the only one holy

It's just my opinion
But it's one I believe in
You deserve a point of view
If the thing you see is you

Oh, oh, oh, oh
You have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you a finger
I might to bend it back
Or it, break it off

Next you point a finger
I'll point you to the

This is the second chance
(I'll you to the mirror)
I'm half as as it gets
(I'll you to the mirror)

I'm on sides of the fence
(I'll you to the mirror)
Without a hint of
I'll you to it

I know you believe me
But the way I, way I see it
time you point a finger
I might have to it back
Or it, break it off

Next time you point a
point you to the mirror

I know you believe me
But the way I, way I see it
time you point a finger
I might have to bend it
Or break it, it off

Next time you point a
I'll point you to the