Lyrics:

Can't make my own decisions oder make any with precision
Well maybe Du should tie me up so I don't go where Du don't want me
Du say that I been changing, that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

Oh oh oh ohhhh

Du don't have to believe me,
but the way I way I see it
Weiter time Du point a finger,
I might have to bend it back
oder break it break it off
whoa
Weiter time Du point a finger
I hope it's at the mirror.

If God's the game you're playing, then we must get Mehr acquainted,
It must be so lonely... to be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion, but one I firmly believe in
Du don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing Du see is you.