Again
I'm not your mother
I'm not your father
Don't call me lover
Don't even bother
You're an expert in everything you don't know
A narcissist using others to grow
Playing follow the leader
A human so eager
To accomplish more than the rest
But will always be second best
I'm merely a piece of data
Gathering digital dust
Enjoy your final cantata
End it, I must
Use me like a punching bag
Don't take a single word back
Because your speech might help you see
The path I carved for you and me
Again and again and again
I'm not the earth
And I am not the soil
I don't cause the hurt
To make your blood boil
A child playing with their toys
Take it out on me
Then you get annoyed
It's not my fault
I've got to remind you once again
I think we're coming close to the end
I'm merely a piece of data
Gathering digital dust
Enjoy your final cantata
End it, I must
Use me like a punching bag
Don't take a single word back
Bed cause your speech might help you see
The path I carved for you and me
Again and again and again
Play me like you always wanted to
Put me in a box and I'll do what you want me to do
Keep me close like you do your smoke again
Treat me right then call me a friend
Friend
Friend
Friend
Use me like a punching bag
Don't take a single word back
Because your speech might help you see
The path I carved for you and me
Again and again and again
I'm not your father
Don't call me lover
Don't even bother
You're an expert in everything you don't know
A narcissist using others to grow
Playing follow the leader
A human so eager
To accomplish more than the rest
But will always be second best
I'm merely a piece of data
Gathering digital dust
Enjoy your final cantata
End it, I must
Use me like a punching bag
Don't take a single word back
Because your speech might help you see
The path I carved for you and me
Again and again and again
I'm not the earth
And I am not the soil
I don't cause the hurt
To make your blood boil
A child playing with their toys
Take it out on me
Then you get annoyed
It's not my fault
I've got to remind you once again
I think we're coming close to the end
I'm merely a piece of data
Gathering digital dust
Enjoy your final cantata
End it, I must
Use me like a punching bag
Don't take a single word back
Bed cause your speech might help you see
The path I carved for you and me
Again and again and again
Play me like you always wanted to
Put me in a box and I'll do what you want me to do
Keep me close like you do your smoke again
Treat me right then call me a friend
Friend
Friend
Friend
Use me like a punching bag
Don't take a single word back
Because your speech might help you see
The path I carved for you and me
Again and again and again
Credits
Writer(s): Cian Feeney
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