Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amanda Grace
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amanda Hardy
Songwriter
Testi
You want what you want.
And most of the time you get it.
You\'re true to yourself and you don\'t see your selfish.
The line is the line but it can be moved if wanted.
Can\'t get in your way or baby there\'s hell to pay.
I can\'t live this way all of my days.
I\'m just a slave, a slave, a slave.
I\'m done with this I\'m done with you and all the things you do.
Done with lies all the time; I can\'t believe that I thought you
that I thought you wouldn\'t be you.
The longer I\'ve stayed oh the worst you\'ve played.
The game is the same and you win everyday.
The stronger you get the threats have defined themselves.
The risk that I\'ve made could be the one that pays.
I can\'t live this way all of my days.
I\'m just a slave, a slave, a slave.
I\'m done with this done with you and all the things you do.
Done with lies all the time; I can\'t believe that I thought you
that I thought you wouldn\'t be you.
I\'m done with this done with you and all the things you do.
Done with lies all the time; I can\'t believe that I thought you
that I thought you wouldn\'t be you.
So here I am
I alone must face this; I know that I can.
I am sick of these silent traps; I know you\'re below
Where I, where I need to go.
Now I\'m running to see what I\'d be without your hands around me.
So I\'m not a slave, a slave, a slave
I\'m done with this done with you and all the things you do.
Done with lies all the time; I can\'t believe that I thought you
that I thought you wouldn\'t be you.
I said I\'m done with this and I\'m done with you
and I\'m done with lies all the time; I can\'t believe that I thought you
No I can\'t believe that I thought you wouldn\'t be you.
Written by: Amanda Hardy

