You got some question about your life You don't know how you'll ever make it through It hurts so bad but it's all you got You're asking me for help But all I got to say now is that You don't know what pain is You haven't suffered one iota So just stop your whining You don't know what pain is Stop complaining point your finger I'll tell you who to blame So pack your bags we're going out I want to show you just what's in this world 'Cause in the end its all you got Memories to tell about your life And how you lived it so live it good Well I know it's all that you've given You don't know what pain is You haven't suffered one iota So just stop your whining You don't know what pain is Stop complaining point your finger I'll tell you who to blame Blame, blame, blame, blame You got some question about your life And ya, you don't know how you'll ever make it through It hurts so bad but it's all you got, yeah You're asking me for help but all I got to say is fuck you So live it good, I know it's all that you've given You don't know what pain is You haven't suffered one iota So just stop your whining You don't know what pain is Stop complaining point your finger I'll tell you who to blame You don't know what pain is You haven't suffered one iota So just fuck your whining You don't know what pain is Stop complaining point your finger I'll tell you who to blame © CHUMMING; MOJOLAND MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com