Whipping Boy
Fiction
Done with drinking, thinking, fightingI've sat down and washed out greedTurned on shyness, conquered weaknessOut of kindness, some say needHear me, I can't find a place where I belongHear me, never gave much thought to what went wrongI can't control myself, noI can't control myselfNo more songs for swinging loversStreams of whisky over meJussi Björling be my teacherDress me down like Kid CheyleneBleed me, there must be more to life than thisBleed me, I can't recall the things I missI can't control myself, noI can't control myselfGod knows that I'm only tryingOnly trying to please meNot for me your idol worshipNot for me your games of greedForgive me, I can't find a line to fit this songLetras de cancionesForgive me, I'm not a friend who lasts for longI can't control myself, noI can't control myself, noI can't control myself, noI can't control myself, no more
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