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On My Own
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This is the story about someone that shouldn't be in my life
So, let's kick him
You did your thing, your, your thing
You played your game, your, your game
I won't tell anyone about the crush you had on me
You're so obsessed with me, you were so afraid of losing me
You had your chances, more than one, than two, than three or four
I was so stupid that I kept you coming back for more
You knew exactly, knew exactly what I had in store
You knew that I was so confused when I opened the door
You let yourself in right before I had a chance to say
That I was lonely but I didn't wanted it that way
But don't think that I can't stand on my own
You played me and all my love now is gone
Lately you're playing the victim to me
But baby, you're not as saint as you think
Look at me, I'm all grown up
Can't you see I had enough
Don't tell me how to behave
It's your time to bow down and crave
You were forcing me to become someone I didn't want to be
Wolf in the skin of a lamb, being as bad as you can be
You told me one time or two "we'll be friends 'til the end"
Then one day I realized, already looks like the end my friend
You told me "you're such a mess", but you're pretty messed up too
With all your quips and thoughts, you have been so untrue
I've lost my time with you since the day that we first met
I shouldn't have played by the line"what you see is what you get"
But don't think that I can't stand on my own
You played me and all my love now is gone
Lately you're playing the victim to me
But baby, you're not as saint as you think
Look at me, I'm all grown up
Can't you see I had enough
Don't tell me how to behave
It's your time to bow down and crave
You did your thing, your, your thing
You played your game, your, your game
You're not the same, the, the same
You played your game, your, your game
You let me down, like as usual
You let me down, just like you always do
But don't think that I can't stand on my own
You played me and all my love now is gone
Lately you're playing the victim to me
But baby, you're not as saint as you think
You're not a saint
Oh no, you're not that good
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Viktor McFlyst MG, Brazil
Hi, I'm Viktor (or just VMC), I'm a singer, producer, songwriter, web designer, graphic editor and art lover from a small brazilian city called Paracatu. My dream was always sing and be able to do music, and this soundcloud page is the door to my mind and heart so, I hope you like what you hear and, as usual, let me know your thoughts!!! ... more
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