Set It Off - Punching Bag lyrics
[Set It Off - Punching Bag lyrics]
And I start to worry
Try to push it down, cast it
Out but I can't control it, ah
Hanging on by the strings that you're pullin'
So you cut me down just to
Push me around like I'm your
Punching bag
Just another pot calling the kettle black
Take it out on someone who won't hit you back
'Til we're all as broken as you oh, yeah
So say goodbye to your Mr nice Guy
You got your wish, he's rotting in Hell
I'm up all night when you think I'm sleeping
People pleasing's never good for your health
So go fuck yourself
On this episode of "Friend or Foe?"
You're throwing stones
And hope I'd tie a rope 'round my
Throat 'til I start to choke
You're a sick, persistent virus under my skin
Rather set myself on fire than let you in
I could give you the world
But you'd poison the seas
I could let down my guard but then
All that I'd be is just your
Punching bag
Just another pot calling the kettle black
Take it out on someone who won't hit you back
'Til we're all as broken as you oh, yeah
So say goodbye to your Mr nice Guy
You got your wish, he's rotting in Hell
I'm up all night when you think I'm sleeping
People pleasing's never good for your health
So go fuck yourself
So say goodbye to your Mr nice Guy
You got your wish, he's rotting in Hell
I'm up all night when you think I'm sleeping
People pleasing's never good for your health
Say goodbye to your Mr nice Guy
You got your wish, he's rotting in Hell
I'm up all night when you think I'm sleeping
People pleasing's never good for your health
So go fuck yourself
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