Bullshit

The people going behind my back
They say I'm strange and way off track
They talk so much, and all they see
Is I'm not who I used to be

I wonder how I used to be
And why the hell this isn't me
They seem to know the answers, fair
But only then, when I'm not there

I sure would like to find a way
To be around for what they say
They may have answers on the shelf
For me to get to know myself

Now lets take that one more time...

The people going behind my back
They say I'm strange and way off track
They talk so much, and all they see
Is I'm not who I used to be

I wonder how I used to be
And why the hell this isn't me
They seem to know the answers, fair
But only then, when I'm not there

I sure would like to find a way
To be around for what they say
They may have answers on the shelf
For me to get to know myself

I thank you for this music theme
As I ran out of ideas it seem
Now if you have the slightest clue
Say it straight when I look at you

Bullshit...



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Writer(s): Joachim Persson
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