Texty:
Esteem

i look at the cover and it seems this is the way we're supposed to be buying into some glossed over frame-work of humanity. we need to follow our

I don't have no reasons for my actions Lately i've found out that i'm a secret Call me stupid, call me what you want to I still can't feel perfect inside

right through my head You would do anything for me You smacked my face down to the floor Kicked me screaming you're a whore Left me stripped of my self-esteem

You think the forces have control Well, there are no forces And they have no control Yes, it's just you and me We fear anything that looks like the sun

(Verse 1) Now you're looking like you've lost your best friend There's no use pretending That you need no one to call your own When you're all alone And

Since you left me here I?ve realized I never see it from your view And since then I don't have much to give I hear I never meant that much to you, and

way, on its way, yeah So easy to forget and hard to remember, I remember The way to getting back our self-esteem, oh yeah Back our self-esteem, oh They

way to Iraq But ain't nobody pledgin to me when I get back Tell my Uncle Sam he wrong for that Ah ah ah, WOO! You see my self-esteem, I'm never leavin

Last call at time Throw your faces of the bar Goto church cause you need a good cleansing Of body mind and soul I never thought it possible I think fell