If I hadn't made me
I would have been made somehow
If I hadn't assembled myself
I'd have fallen apart by now
If I hadn't made me
I'd be more inclined to bow
Powers that would be have swallowed me up
But that's more than I can allow
If you let them make you
They'll make you papier-mâché
At a distance you're strong
Until the wind comes
Then you crumble and blow away
If you let them fuck you
There will be no foreplay
But rest-assured
They'll screw you complete
`Til your ass is blue and gray
You should only make amends with you
If only for better health
But if you really want to live
Why not try and make yourself?
If I hadn't made me
I'd have fallen apart by now
I won't let `em make me
It's more than I can allow
So when I make me
I won't be papier-mâché
And if I fuck me
I'll fuck me in my own way
You should only make amends with you
If only for better health
But if you really want to live
Why not try and make yourself?
Paroles2Chansons dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)
