Lyrics

He's a law unto himself, that child What can we do about him? He's been wearin' us down And we could do without him A shame, I know There's really nothin' to say He's not gonna change any minds anyway He'll have to go Maybe he's sick and tired of this design Something's broken, goes to show A sign of the times, our own demise But maybe he knows somethin' we don't He should listen to himself next time He should embrace the silence What does it mean to you? What could it signify if He celebrates the violence? A shame, I know There's really no one to blame I've nothin' to say, not for now anyway It's just how it goes Maybe we step outside and breathe a while The door is open, you can go Look yourself in the eyes, there you'll find what You need to know, from there you could grow You're sick and tired, oh my, my Nothin' is broken, left alone You'll drift away with the tide, free your mind 'Cause maybe he knows something you don't Hm-hm, hm-hm, hm
Writer(s): Charles James Cunningham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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