كلمات Fit In My Skin

You gotta leave, you gotta go We don't want you no more Don't say a word, don't turn around As you walk right out the door I've got a face like a bulldog stuck in heat Flies fall to the ground death when I breath Outcast with a runny nose and my feat have eleven toes Weak min and slow, not quite the man of your dreams Wish I had penny everytime I heard them scream You gotta leave, you gotta go We don't want you no more Don't say a word, don't turn around As you walk right out the door I gotta leave, I gotta go I'm not wanted no more Last one in, and the first one out Like a million times before Everytime I come around I'm greeted with a fist A Quasimodo with a twist Built like a slot machine and I sweat like you won't believe Weak mind and slow, not quite the man of the year I can't believe you're in the same room as me I'm everything that you don't want me to be You gotta leave, you gotta go ...