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I want to direct your attention for an examamination of what we mean by those words "free will". What does it mean to have free will? I don't believe in free will What do you take me for? Because when it comes right down to it We really have no choice at all There goes my autonomy 'Cause you're around And I am powerless now Would you give it back to me? Gimme the feeling that I'm in control? I can't conceive of free will When you hold all of the cards I used to think I had my own life I would delude myself That I was going my own sweet way When it's all in the lap of the Gods And disaster seems predestined from the start When all you believe in seems to fall apart Remember more than there's a will, there's a heart When it's all in the lap of the Gods And you're afraid to get into your part Letras de cancionesJust make believe that you can write the play And pretty soon, it won't matter much anyway When all you believe in seems to fall apart Remember more than there's a will, there's heart Ain't no such thing as a free will I didn't want to be the one to tell you Maybe we're just all blowing in the wind I didn't want to be the one to tell you Call it fate or a destiny I didn't want to be the one to tell you I've come to terms with it getting the better of me I didn't want to be the one to tell you Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom Holding on to me Holding on to you We don't know how it's going to be But we just keep holding And getting into you You're getting into me And there is nothing we can do But to fall right in Falling into you Falling into me I could not foresee Falling into When it comes to you It has been decided I don't have a choice But to fall right into you When it's all in the lap of the Gods And you're afraid to get into your part Just make believe that you can write the play And pretty soon it won't matter much anyway Ain't no such thing as a free will I didn't want to be the one to tell you Maybe we're just all blowing in the wind I didn't want to be the one to tell you Call it fate or a destiny I didn't want to be the one to tell you I've come to terms with it getting the better of me I didn't want to be the one to tell you Chica boom Chica boom Chica boom From Letras Mania