Luyện nghe bài hát Playing God

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

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

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

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

If God's the that you're playing
Well, we must get acquainted
Because it has to be so
To be the one who's holy

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

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

Next you point a finger
point you to the mirror

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

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

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

Next time you a finger
point you to the mirror

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

Next time you a finger
point you to the mirror