WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME

what do you want from me

What do you want from me?

Out of the pleasure of my folks I was conceived

Out of the pain of my mother I was born

What do you want from me?

What do you know of right?

What do you know of wrong?

How dare you give me rights?

How dare you make up laws?

The life is free for free I breathe

And if you could you will charge a fee

You fight for peace killing the kids

Are you so weak for this I weep?

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