Doing It for Me

I've been on the run, just smokin like a loaded gun
Tired of the fight
High speed chases now my nervous system needs a break
I won't do polite

So pass me a paper bag
Wearing it like a mask
Running away from your gaze
Tired of grey and black
Ready to raise my flag
I'll be the star of my stage

When I shine, I'm lighting it up, lighting up
I don't need your eyes
All dressed up, but not for your love, not for your love
I'll never be your prize
Cuz I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
When I shine I'm lighting it up, lighting up
And I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me

Red lipstick and roses on my hips, won't share a kiss
I've only got eyes for me
I don't need a prince, don't want a king, I'm all that I'll ever need
I don't want your eyes on me

So I'll tear off this paper bag
I'm done wearing a mask
I'm not here for your display
Put on my highest shoes
Flying right over you
I'll be the star of my stage

When I shine, I'm lighting it up, lighting up
I don't need your eyes
All dressed up, but not for your love, not for your love
I'll never be your prize
Cuz I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
When I shine I'm lighting it up, lighting up
And I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me

Wasting your time
Crossing my lines
Whenever I step outside
Leave your cat-calls
With your morals
And darling leave me alone

Cuz I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
Cuz I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
I'm doing it, doing it, doing it for me
When I shine, I'm lighting it up, lighting up
I don't need your eyes
All dressed up, but not for your love, not for your love
And I'm doing it, doing it, doing it, doing it
Doing it, doing it, doing it for me



Credits
Writer(s): Richard James Parkhouse, George Tizzard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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