You want to tell me

You want to tell me what to do

Well, I ask who the fuck are you,

You think you hold power over me

I say no my friend, that ain’t happening,

I am my own freedom and authority

You don’t hold over me any superiority,

That’s your own fantasy and delusion

So let me clear things up so there’s no confusion,

You’re not my God not are you my master

Everything you touch ends in disaster,

So do what you want to buy just leave me out

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