| biketrailtours | Date: Sunday, 11 Dec 04, 15:47 | Message # 1 |
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Group: Administrators
Messages: 222
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| This Time - Pia Toscano
Well I'm mad as hell
I ain't gon' take it no more
My bag is packed up at the back of your door
'Cause I don't know who I am no more
You won the battle but you lost the war
I've been in denial, now I'm living the truth
Been down for a while, now I'm standing up to you
This time, this time I'm gonna do it my way
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This time, I'm finding out the hard way
This time, I'm gonna go back to the girl I was on the night you found me
No more, closing back the real me
Just wait, in a minute you'll see
This time, is in time, it's my time
Getting back to the real me
Don't try to stop me with the words you say
'Cause I'm sick and tired of the games you play
I'm gonna free myself, gonna make a change
And like a butterfly, I'mma spread my wings
Been crying for too long, now I'm drying my eyes
Grounded for so long, now it's time for me to fly
This time, this time I'm gonna do it my way
This time, I'm finding out the hard way
This time, I'm gonna go back to the girl I was on the night you found me
No more, closing back the real me
Just wait, in a minute you'll see
This time, is in time, it's my time
Getting back to the real me
I'm mad as hell
I can't take it no more
My bag is packed up at the back of your door
I promise you, this time!
This time, this time I'm gonna do it my away
This time, I'm finding out the hard away
This time, I'm gonna go back to the girl I was on the night you found me
No more, closing back the real me
Just wait, in a minute you'll see
This time, is in time, it's my time
Getting back to the real me
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