i live under your thumb
thats where ive always been
your gonna have to let me go
thats what i really need

your being fucking muhamid ali
while im stuck playing the role of ghandi
why can't i break free?
slip away from this misery?
im stuck listening to all your shit
do it wrong and i get hit.
im a free spirit a gypsie soul
thats what ive always been
but all you can call that is living a life of sin
trapped in this circus ring day n night
im done-ready?- time to fight
i don't care if its not right
i want you to get on your knees
beg to me and ask me please
you see what ive been holding in?
now thats something id classify as leading a life of sin
ive dreamed of leaving you
but hell yeah this will have to do

ive calmed down, my bloodpressures dropped
so i guess theres no need to call the cops
you've watched me become this...made me lose my head
im quiet at the moment and thats the way ill stay
but one time you'll push me way to far
and then my friend theres no stopping it
soon enough you'll pay.