Something Sour (Freaks)
Freaks
You all sit there laughing
And I yell and rail against you
And still you mock me
Still you laugh
Nothing I do pleases you
Nothing I do can attain your praise
You sit and laugh
Enjoying your little game
I won't give in to your needs anymore
I won't bow down
I won't be your slave
I'll break free from you
FREAKS
And I'll be my own again
And live my own way
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Last updated 7-15-99