Play Until I Bleed, Scream Until You Listen Songtext
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And I say
What do I care what you think anyway?
If I had my way of doing things
It'd be me and my guitar.
Me and my lonely weak voice
Me and and my guitar.
Just these same chords
It would not matter if I sounded the same
It would not matter if I repeated myself
And it would not matter if I had no positive ideals
And what I did
Or what I said
And the words that I sang.
Would be my own.
Would be original
Would mean something all alone
Wouldn't be twisted.
But I don't
Have my way.
And it would not matter to you.
What do I care what you think anyway?
If I had my way of doing things
It'd be me and my guitar.
Me and my lonely weak voice
Me and and my guitar.
Just these same chords
It would not matter if I sounded the same
It would not matter if I repeated myself
And it would not matter if I had no positive ideals
And what I did
Or what I said
And the words that I sang.
Would be my own.
Would be original
Would mean something all alone
Wouldn't be twisted.
But I don't
Have my way.
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