Days Of The New Lyrics - 1997

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I will run for you
And I would kill for you
I think I'd let you strangle me too
And I would stand for you

Choosing left from right
Decisions decisions
I hope I will make it right
Decide on decisions

(What the fuck?)
I can't find my will
I can't seem to chill
Why don't I just sit still
Cause I'd rather be alone

Tell me what to do
ask me what to do
force me til I do
the sadness of I do