Idioma Origen:
I'm tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin.
Endless pain we never quit,
The fight within that prides begun,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.
Urrahh!
Forget the time I said I would,
Replace it with I never will.
Beyond the facts held in your face,
Ignore the facts beyond your nose,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.
Grow up.
Now without meaning,
No response, no revealing.
Just grow up!
Wrong!
Wrong!
Wrong!
Wrong!
Idioma Destino:
I'm tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin.
Endless pain we never quit,
The fight within that prides begun,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.
Urrahh!
Forget the time I said I would,
Replace it with I never will.
Beyond the facts held in your face,
Ignore the facts beyond your nose,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.
Grow up.
Now without meaning,
No response, no revealing.
Just grow up!
Wrong!
Wrong!
Wrong!
Wrong!