Luyện nghe bài hát Playing God

I make my own decisions
Or any with precision
Well, maybe you tie me up
So I don't go where you don't me

You say that I been
That I'm not simply aging
Yeah, how that be logical?
Just on cramming ideas down my throat

Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next you point a finger
I have to bend it back
Or it, break it off

Next you point a finger
point you to the mirror

If God's the game you're playing
Well, we get more acquainted
it has to be so lonely
To be the only one who's

just my humble opinion
But it's one that I in
You don't deserve a point of
If the thing you see is you

Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you a finger
I might to bend it back
Or break it, it off

Next you point a finger
I'll point you to the

This is the second chance
(I'll you to the mirror)
I'm as good as it gets
(I'll you to the mirror)

I'm on both sides of the
(I'll you to the mirror)
Without a of regret
hold you to it

I know you believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you a finger
I might have to it back
Or it, break it off

Next you point a finger
I'll you to the mirror

I know you won't me
But the way I, way I see it
time you point a finger
I might have to it back
Or break it, it off

Next time you a finger
I'll you to the mirror