| I Don't Want You |
|---|
| I know I don’t want you |
| I feel broken insight and miles away from what I thought |
| Bells are ringing again, let the devil out again |
| far away from what I thought |
| And I see you in my back yard, |
| Weak and restless faces for everyone, |
| And just a few contest |
| Take me to my promised land |
| if it’s all I undertand |
| I’m half dead but I can break you too |
| Mother bring me home,'cause nobody wrestles |
| And I see it in my back yard |
| It’s trying to break through |
| And everybody feels but just a few contest |
