Family System کے بول

I'm tired of your open mouth, Crawling inside my skin, Endless pain we never quit, The fight within that pride's begun, Saying it's too late, What a man's got, he'll learn to hate. Forget the time I said I would, Replace that with I never will, Beyond the facts held in your face, Ignore the facts beyond your nose, Saying it's too late, What a man's got, he'll learn to hate. Grow up! Not without meaning, No response, no revealing. Just grow up! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!