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I was taking every hit from youyou drive by shooting son of a bitch, and I'm doneI'm doneWho told you you could rewrite the rules, and do youreally take me for a goddamn fool 'cause I'm done,I'm doneAnd you can drag me out before some authorityIf that's what you have to do to feel like you can punish mebut I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't keep the peaceanymoreWith your dogs, with your dogs, at my doorYou've been puncing my weaknesses, slandering my nameyou spent all your time trying to place your blame, and I'mdoneOhhh, I'm doneI used to think I hold the best parts of me,but sew the holes in your life and the cracks in your seams,and I'm doneOh whoa, I'm done.And I'm sorry that you don't like your lifeI fought for my own victories and for the beauty in my lifeLetras de cancionesMy joy, my joy, my joy takes nothing from youno, my joy, my joy takes nothing from youWell, you criticize my numbers, you hammer out the ruleswait for me to fuck up, and find yourself some proofand I'm doneOh whoa, I'm done.You just soak in the hatred of a sorry lineyeah, you hide behind decorum and a fake smile,and I'm doneOh whoa, I'm doneAnd you can drag me out before a judge in authorityif that's what you have to do to feel like you can punish mebut I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't keep the peaceanymoreWith your doubts, with your doubts, in my doorWell I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't keep the peaceanymoreWith your dogs, with your dogs, at my door From Letras Mania