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  • Beth Crowley
    Beth Crowley

    What Do You Make Of Me?

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You think you know what's best for me
Self-righteous hypocrite
I won't go along with it
 
I'm not some fragile little thing
That you can hide away
Lock up and keep it safe
 
'Cause I am only going to escape
 
You told me I was broken
That I never even stood a chance
And I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm gonna fight to keep the upper hand
 
So what do you make of me
What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed
Sit there and let me bleed out
 
You see the world in black and white
I've never been that way
I live in the shades of gray
 
I'm scared of what you'd sacrifice
If you thought you needed to
Rather than bend the rules
 
Would I just be a casualty?
 
You told me I was broken
That I never even stood a chance
And I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm gonna fight to keep the upper hand
 
So what do you make of me
What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed
Sit there and let me bleed out
 
You'd rather clip my wings
Than ever let me fly
It might be safer on the ground
But baby I was meant to be up in the sky
 
And I don't want to hurt you
But I will if I have to
 
You told me I was broken
That I never even stood a chance
And I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm gonna fight to keep the upper hand
 
So what do you make of me
What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed
Sit there and let me bleed out
 
What do you make of me now?
You'd sit there and let me bleed out
 

 

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