oh what the hell are these heaven's different floors?
i can't take it
i can't take it
i can't listen anymore
i've been preached to
i've been taught
i've been lied to
and then bought
well you are not the puppet master on my brain stem anymore
i cut the strings i cut the ropes
i used to know but now i don't
who are you to tell us who to love...
what to love...
when to love...
dictating love is plain absurd
