My World
[Verse 1:]
Better go live me alone
Don't you know I have wrong
My baby believe me
Sicking dying of your lies
I can't stay in your nasty eyes
My baby release me
Yesterday you stone my soul
I've lost my control
[My control is yours baby]
Seven days with my pain
Seems like i'm going insane
You should take it easy
[Chorus:]
Get out of my world, my world
Has no more place for you
Get out of my world, my world
You've gotta no bad
You've gotta no bad
So get out of my world, my world
Has no more place for you
Get out of my world, my world
You've gotta no bad
You've gotta no bad
You've gotta no
[Verse 2:]
Never will be the same
I don't want silly games
My baby believe me
Turn around leave my heart
Fall apart from the start
My baby release me
Take your bucks close the door
May be he did me no more
[Don't hurt me anymore]
That's enough no more you
I don't want to miss you
I should take it easy
[Chorus:]
Get out of my world, my world
Has no more place for you
Get out of my world, my world
You've gotta no bad
You've gotta no bad
So get out of my world, my world
Has no more place for you
Get out of my world, my world
You've gotta no bad
You've gotta no bad
You've gotta no
[My control is yours baby]
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