Lyrics

You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth Life has been easy for you There's no doubt I, no I can't compete with this If you want it it's yours all your words are like magic The path that you chose is just right,mine is tragic I, no I can't compete with this You'll try to take me down, down, down But I'll turn it round, round, round Around my finger I'll just build this with my two hands Down, down, down But I'll turn it round, round, round I'll fall flat on my face then get another chance Go on and close all the doors I'll just get in through the window There are some things you just can't stop Go on and tear me apart Go on and close all the doors I'll just get in through the window There are some things you just can't stop Go on and tear me apart You're such a work of art I saved you when you fell flat on your face I was there when there was no one else One day your silver spoon will turn to stone By then I won't be living there no more Go on and close all the doors I'll just get in through the window There are some things you just can't stop Go on and tear me apart Go on and close all the doors I'll just get in through the window There are some things you just can't stop Go on and tear me apart You're such a work of art
Writer(s): מצגר אדר חן, סקולץ חובב Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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