PLAYING GOD-PARAMORE

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PLAYING GOD
-PARAMORE

I can make my own decision
Or make any with precision
Well, maybe you should tie me up
So I don't go we're you don't want me

You say that I've been changing
That I am not just simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical
Just keep on
Cramming ideas down my throat

You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next you put your finger
I might have to bend it back
or break it, break it off
Next time you put your finger
I'll put you to the mirror

If God's the game that your playing
Well, we must get more acquainted

It's just my humble opinion
But it's one that I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view
If the only thing you see is you

You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you put your finger
I might have to bend it back or
break it, break it off
Next time you point your finger
I'll put you to the mirror

This is the last second chance
(I'll put you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets
(I'll put you to the mirror)
Im on both side of the fence
(I'll put you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret
I'll hold you to it

I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you put your finger
I might have to bend it back or
break it, break it off
Next time you point your finger
I'll put you to the mirror
I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point your finger
I might have to bend it back ot
break it, break it off
Next time you point your finger
I'll point you to the mirror

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