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letra de they - josef dawoud

[ chorus ]
they want to teach me how to sin
they won’t teach me how to redeem
they want to tell me what to say
they won’t teach me how to pray
they want to tell me what to eat
they won’t tell what’s the meat
they want to tell me how to breathe
they won’t to teach me how to live
they want to teach me how to receive
they won’t tell me how to give
[ verse 1 ]
stop telling me what to do, i am in love of being me
stop feeling like i’m screwed, i’ve my own rules so let me be
stop dreaming about me and you, we might not have the same destiny
stop healing some wounds, they might not be yours to heal
stop k!lling my mood, the evil me might get free
stop streaming for views, there might be things i don’t wanna see
stop reaching me rude, there’s some people that don’t wanna speak
stop cleaning my room, you better give me some privacy
stop giving me food, when you know i don’t wanna eat
stop eating my cooks, sometimes i do need to feed
stop leading on crews, they are not on a trustworthy degree
stop meeting me dude, i might don’t wanna be seen
stop seeing youtube’s, do something better with your life please
stop treating the youth, with the some words, annoyingly on repeat
stop heeding the truth, if there’s nothing for you to hear
stop swimming in pools, water doesn’t always make you clean
stop beating the tools, thing without a soul don’t even live
stop leaving, not cool, am i someone dirty to be near?
stop grieving for fuel, the car might wanna be freezed
stop being so cruel, there’s something called respect to give
stop reading some books, they are based on hypocrisy
stop stop stop telling me what to do i’ve my own rules so let me be

[ chorus ]
they want to teach me how to sin
they won’t teach me how to redeem
they want to tell me what to say
they won’t teach me how to pray
they want to tell me what to eat
they won’t tell what’s the meat
they want to tell me how to breathe
they won’t to teach me how to live
they want to teach me how to receive
they won’t tell me how to give
[ verse 2 ]
before you condemn other look at you first
before you judge other look at you first
i know that no one is perfect
the fact that we expect perfection is f-ckless
i don’t fear the future, i fear repeating my past
my past is my abuser of me sitting in class
tossing around in my head thinking this and that
like i do in my bed, blinking instead of closing my eyes and rest, it’s bad
how minds are inventive the thought that are mad
are quite invasive and they tend to last, even time can’t mend that
the thoughts that are whack it can’t erase them
give me the thought that are elated
let us just be frank
of an evil mind and heart have we been packed
i’m not trying to be sincere
but villainous damage is severe
but we are filling it like we are famished overloading, extreme
agony of what we are imagining can make us precarious and fierce
we just wanna scream, k!ll our earthly fears and feel unique
how can we get to peace when there is people hacking our lives
they are being just and free when they are attacking our rights
we are helping them by using phones to breathe but those are a tracking device
via social media we’re giving them total obedience to start cracking our minds
and they want
[ chorus ]
they want to teach me how to sin
they won’t teach me how to redeem
they want to tell me what to say
they won’t teach me how to pray
they want to tell me what to eat
they won’t tell what’s the meat
they want to tell me how to breathe
they won’t to teach me how to live
they want to teach me how to receive
they won’t tell me how to give

- josef dawoud

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