Send "I Don't Want It All" Ringtone to your Cell


It's all just a game, right? But I forget the fuckin' shifty rules

I'm not a poet I suppose if the elite defeat the meter of my prose

And in no uncertain terms mines is a faith that isn't confirmed

Ask the Berkeley position and what you're hearing isn't worth the listen
But I don't want it all

I just want you
Don't get me all wrong, the scars were defensive wounds

I won't make a great liar, can't debate a taste I can't afford to acquire

Won't stoop down to clean up well

if your parents and friends think I looks like hell
So strike a proud pose

You drew the long straw just to cram it up your nose

You want a suit and tie to make band and multiply

Join the unsatisfied
You know what?

You're just not my type



Send "I Don't Want It All" Ringtone to your Cell

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