this life I lead and where I stand You love me but you don't know who I am So let me go Just let me go... Let me go And no matter how hard I try I can
life I lead and where I stand And you love me but you don't know who I am So let me go, just let me go, let me go And no matter how hard I try I can
this life I lead and where I stand You love me but you don't know who I am So let me go Just Let me goo... Let me go And no matter how hard I try I
Перевод: 3 Doors Down. Let Me Go.
this life I lead and where I stand You love me but you don't know who I am So let me go Just Let me goo... Let me go And no matter how hard I try
the Yay, that's what. Open up the doors, go (go) ? Sick, Monkey on my back Psychos on my milk, won't let me go Down my throat, Yes (yes), cuz (cuz),
me deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors, Andre's phantom believe
learn to appreciate me, differenciate me, From these phony, little fishy and sissy fake g's, Skip over the huggy bear, and all the kissy face please Initiate phase 3, missy now service me
no possible reason I could think of to let you walk up out this house And let you live Tears streamed down both of my cheeks Then I let you just go and
of me right up off her ass, man In the streets of Warren, Michigan we call 'em tramp stamps That means she belongs to me, time to put the damn clamps Down
What it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind
us just like me Who cuss like me; who just don’t give a fuck like me Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing
(Who Me?) Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and stepped on Jenny Craig She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig Put me in the headlock
Cucaracha with a quadri-plegic, boogieing down to Frank Sinatra, Lyndsay to the Lohan naked while you let me watch ya, who da knew the Buddah do to me
daddy at? Mama, why we live so poor? Why you crying? Heard you late night, through my bedroom door Now do you love me mama? Why they keep calling me nigga
me alive, I'm different and I'mma prove it if it take me to die, You think God had a plan for me? But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life