soul -4

Think you know If I could erase the memory All from the mess that I've become, I'd make all these memories, full of liars and clowns, Make all the pain stop (hey hey) And if I could erase the memory, Then I could make all those memories, full of liars and clowns Make all the pain stop (please)

I'm not gonna let my anger get me (let my anger get me) I'm not gonna let my anger get me (my anger gets me) I'm not gonna let my anger get me (i'm not gonna let me) I'm not gonna let