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sábado, 11 de outubro de 2008

You don't even know me

You don't even know me
You say that I'm not livin' right
You don't understand me
So why do you judge my life

I don't ask for nothing
I'm always holding my own
Every time I turn around, there's something
People talking 'bout what they don't know
And when I try to move on up
They're always pullin' me down
I'm tired and I've had enough
It's my life, and i'm living it now

You don't even know me
You say that I'm not livin' right
You don't understand me
So why do you judge my life

I always wonder why
People try to hurt me
No happiness in their own lives
So they act out all their jealousy
Who are you to say that I'm living wrong?
Always telling me what to do
I've decided I gotta be strong
What makes you think that I needed you?
You don't know me...

You don't even know me (ohh, you dont know me)
You say that I'm not livin' right (you don't understand the waythat I feel)
You don't understand me (you can't even see my pain)
So why do you judge my life (oohhh you don't know)

You don't even know me
You say that I'm not livin' right
You don't understand me
So why do you judge my life

Who are you?
You say I'm not livin' right
Anything I try to do
You haven't walked in my shoes
I'm gonna move on
It's my life, it's my life

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