Taking Liberties by Tins
I try to find you there,
I told you to get around, get around, get around.
Still your voice went loud
In a try to call me out, call me out, on the ground.
You said it was, it wasn�t me,
You said it was, it wasn�t me.
I don�t know what you�re going through,
I�m trying to be kind.
But you�re still on another plane
And I�m leaving you behind.
You�re taking liberties
In the house where you can do what you want
It�s so sad.
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