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I dont know why it bothers me
but it comes up everyday
it's a stupid little problem
but you wont let it get away
wish it wasn't like this
but there's nothing we can do
our hands are tied behind our backs
trying to please you
on a mission from God
you say there's something wrong with the way we live our lives
but what gives you the right to judge us
what makes you so right
you think you know everything but you don't know anything
you think you know everything but you don't know anything
you think you know
on a mission from God
