No Choice
There are so many ways i could be good to you
But i cant think of one of them right now
There are too many things i have to say to you
And your gonna have hear, a whole earful
Of that shit anyhow
There are too many days left in this week
And i cant decide which one i want to end first
There are too many people that i do not wish to meet
I aint got enough room in my head
For all that kinda shit
Anyhow right about now
You got no choice in it
But i cant think of one of them right now
There are too many things i have to say to you
And your gonna have hear, a whole earful
Of that shit anyhow
There are too many days left in this week
And i cant decide which one i want to end first
There are too many people that i do not wish to meet
I aint got enough room in my head
For all that kinda shit
Anyhow right about now
You got no choice in it
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Writer(s): Joel Silbersher, Gregory Stephen Perkins, Charles Lothian Lloyd Owen
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