Luyện nghe bài hát Playing God

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

You say that I changing
That I'm not simply aging
Yeah, how could that be
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 point a
I have to bend it back
Or it, break it off

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

If God's the game that you're
Well, we must get more
Because it has to be so
To be the only one who's

It's just my humble
But it's one that I in
You don't deserve a of view
If the thing you see is you

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

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

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

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

I know you don't 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

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

I know you won't me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a
I might to bend it back
Or it, break it off

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