Why I Lie Songtext
von The Dogs
Why I Lie Songtext
It′s my castle
It's my kingdom
It′s the one place where I have a choice
It's my freedom
When I'm not what I am, we are good
You wanna change me
Don′t have a chance
There′s not enough music left in the world
To make me dance
When I'm not what I am, we are good
I wouldn′t be me if I could
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
You don't know me
I don′t myself
I don't need your fucking love
I need help
When I′m not what I am, we are good
I wouldn't be me, if I could
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
It's my kingdom
It′s the one place where I have a choice
It's my freedom
When I'm not what I am, we are good
You wanna change me
Don′t have a chance
There′s not enough music left in the world
To make me dance
When I'm not what I am, we are good
I wouldn′t be me if I could
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
You don't know me
I don′t myself
I don't need your fucking love
I need help
When I′m not what I am, we are good
I wouldn't be me, if I could
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
The way that things were
They never will be
And it feels like every memory is a crucifix from my past
But it cannot kill me
Writer(s): Roar Nilsen, Mads Martinsen, Henrik Odde Gustavsen, Kenneth Simonsen, Christian Spro, Kristopher Hugh Nilsson Schau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com