Please Stay
Can't you see that I'm sick of this?
Chances are you're oblivious
To how I feel
Sitting on your throne,
And I'm sure that I'm not alone.
Not alone.
Not alone.
Tell me, please!
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And, please!
I'm still wearing this miserable skin,
And it's starting to tamper within,
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you.
So, please.
I didn't think that you'd sell me out.
Now I know what you're all about.
You might feel in control of things,
But you're not holding all the strings.
All the strings.
All the strings.
Tell me, please!
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And, please!
I'm still wearing this miserable skin,
And it's starting to tamper within
But it's obvious that doesn't matter to you.
I've swallowed all your answers.
I've swallowed all my pride.
You've used up all your chances.
Can't keep this all inside.
Kill me, please!
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And, please!
I'm still wearing this miserable skin,
And it's starting to tamper within,
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you.
So, please!
Don't keep telling me that it's okay.
I don't buy all the shit that you say,
And quite honestly I'm fucking sick of it.
So, please!
If I cut off this nose from my face,
Then I wouldn't feel so out of place,
But it still wouldn't be quite enough for you.
So, please
Chances are you're oblivious
To how I feel
Sitting on your throne,
And I'm sure that I'm not alone.
Not alone.
Not alone.
Tell me, please!
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And, please!
I'm still wearing this miserable skin,
And it's starting to tamper within,
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you.
So, please.
I didn't think that you'd sell me out.
Now I know what you're all about.
You might feel in control of things,
But you're not holding all the strings.
All the strings.
All the strings.
Tell me, please!
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And, please!
I'm still wearing this miserable skin,
And it's starting to tamper within
But it's obvious that doesn't matter to you.
I've swallowed all your answers.
I've swallowed all my pride.
You've used up all your chances.
Can't keep this all inside.
Kill me, please!
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And, please!
I'm still wearing this miserable skin,
And it's starting to tamper within,
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you.
So, please!
Don't keep telling me that it's okay.
I don't buy all the shit that you say,
And quite honestly I'm fucking sick of it.
So, please!
If I cut off this nose from my face,
Then I wouldn't feel so out of place,
But it still wouldn't be quite enough for you.
So, please
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, John Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.