I get inside your bones,
I know how to make you tweek,
You soon will be my freak.
Because I know what you need,
I control your mind,
I roll up your sleeves,
I make ties that bind,
I've got you!
You'll soon be begging on your knees,
You've got the disease,
All your money belongs to me,
You've got the disease.
I can't seem to live without you,
Without you what's the point,
I wasn't born with a silver burnt spoon,
Do I still have any choice? (NO!)
Because I know what you need,
I control your mind,
I roll up your sleeves,
I make ties that bind.
My name is Mister Jones, I get inside your bones, I know how to make you tweek, You soon will be my freak. Because I know what you need, I control your mind, I roll up your sleeves, I make ties that bind, I've got you! You'll soon be begging on your knees, You've got the disease, All your money belongs to me, You've got the disease. I can't seem to live without you, Without you what's the point, I wasn't born with a silver burnt spoon, Do I still have any choice? (NO!) Because I know what you need, I control your mind, I roll up your sleeves, I make ties that bind. Explain Request ×
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