Ou suis je ?

Musique I Don't Want It All


It's all just a game, right!?

But I forget the fuckin' shifty rules

I'm not a poet I suppose

if the elite defeat the meter of my prose

And in no uncertain terms,

mines is a faith that isn't confirmed

Ask the Berkeley position...

and what you're hearing isn't worth the listen



But I don't want it all

I just want you

I don't want it all

I just want you

I don't want it all

I just want you



Don't get me all wrong,

the scars were defensive wounds

I won't make a great liar...

can't debate a taste I can't afford to acquire

Won't stoop down to clean up well

if your parents and friends think I looks like hell

So strike a proud pose

You drew the long straw just to cram it up your nose



But I don't want it all

I just want you

I don't want it all

I just want you

I don't want it all

I just want you

I don't want it all...



You want a suit and tie

to make band and multiply

Join the unsatisfied.

You know what?!

You're just not my type!





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