Tekstovi: Catch 22. Rules Of The Game. Day In Day Out.

I don't want to barge in on your secrey see dependency see it means nothing to me I don't want to hear about your problems and I don't want to listen to your apathy see You're not like me see You mean nothing to me All your cash doesn't make you any greener. (chorus) I don't need anyone to tell me what to feel. I don't need anyone to hate the world with me. Day in, day out It's not that bad. I worry and I worry but you'll never have to worry again, you'll never be alone. In my room with a bucket full of phlegm I don't need a music scene to tell me who I am I should have got a warning should have came a year ago should I sent her a birthday card? My conscience tells me no