Flathand 5 – You Don't Own Me lyrics

Let's pretend
Let's pretend
That I don't need this

In present tense the last offense
Two times the trouble without a good defense
Off in the distance
Farewells, goodbye, goodbye
I heard a little voice telling little lies

You don't own me

So in my face the hands misplaced
Beyond the plots and scheme disgrace
I've had my fill of bitter pills
Shoved down and down and down
My throat until
All your pain was justified
You weren't the only one to ever cry