Poetry
Mommy's Little Hypocrite
Written by Hanson
You little hypocrite
You act like my friend
Then you stab me in the back
You make me feel sorry for you
Then you turn on me and ruin my life
You get drunk to get happy
Then you blame everyone for your sorrow
You drug yourself to make me think you haven't got a friend
But it won't work this time
The door is closed
You can't get in
The game has changed
You'll be a loser forever
You stupid little bitch
Now go cry to your mommy
And see if she cares
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My Sound-Proof Dimension
Written by Hanson
You lock me up
In your cradle of possession
You won't let me live
My misery is your obsession
Why can't I see what I want to see
Be what I want to be
Do what I want to do
Like every person wants to
Can I live my own life
Without your control?
I'm old enough now
I have my own soul
So let me be free
Without a damn curfew
Let me have some fun
It won't fucking hurt you
And as I storm out of the house
As I release some tension
I know I will never be locked up again
In my reality-proof dimension
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