She was walking down the road one day
That's the place where they met
Just thinking that she wanted to be like them
In terrible rich and powerful way
Make the statement or unanswering question
Treading thru the tracks of all the hate
Hoping to become something can not
Yearning for a acceptable invitation
And in her mind constantly repeatably asking the same f*cking question
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't take it face it make it just wants to break it
Stepping forward approaching her thought voices flown but so heavily faded
Grasping backlash in its most powerful way
Attention is awkwardly so boldly caught
Striding away to new frustration
Pondering ways to end this interface
As tears of hate descend her cheeks
Suicidal way may be the only conclusion
And in her mind asking the same f*cking question
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't face it take it make it just wants to break it
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't take it face it make it just wants to break it
Axn Ass - Why Lyrics
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She was walking down the road one day
That's the place where they met
Just thinking that she wanted to be like them
In terrible rich and powerful way
Make the statement or unanswering question
Treading thru the tracks of all the hate
Hoping to become something can not
Yearning for a acceptable invitation
And in her mind constantly repeatably asking the same f*cking question
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't take it face it make it just wants to break it
Stepping forward approaching her thought voices flown but so heavily faded
Grasping backlash in its most powerful way
Attention is awkwardly so boldly caught
Striding away to new frustration
Pondering ways to end this interface
As tears of hate descend her cheeks
Suicidal way may be the only conclusion
And in her mind asking the same f*cking question
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't face it take it make it just wants to break it
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't take it face it make it just wants to break it
That's the place where they met
Just thinking that she wanted to be like them
In terrible rich and powerful way
Make the statement or unanswering question
Treading thru the tracks of all the hate
Hoping to become something can not
Yearning for a acceptable invitation
And in her mind constantly repeatably asking the same f*cking question
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't take it face it make it just wants to break it
Stepping forward approaching her thought voices flown but so heavily faded
Grasping backlash in its most powerful way
Attention is awkwardly so boldly caught
Striding away to new frustration
Pondering ways to end this interface
As tears of hate descend her cheeks
Suicidal way may be the only conclusion
And in her mind asking the same f*cking question
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't face it take it make it just wants to break it
Why she can't escape this feeling that she feels inside why cant all this go away She Gotta break this cycle that she livin she can't take it face it make it just wants to break it
Writer: Marty Burckhard
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