Lyrics
You believe everything you read
And I got stories to tell
I came this way I didn't plan it, you don't gotta understand it
And I don't gotta stand here and explain myself
You don't get to tell me what's real
I came all this way on my own
You don't get to tell me how to feel
You don't get to tell me, you don't get to tell me
I built my life on the edge of a knife
When nobody believed that I could
Pull a chair up to the table I am willing I am able
And we don't need no god to feed each other good
You don't get to tell me how to feel
I came all this way on my own
You don't get to tell me what's real
You don't get to tell me
You don't get to tell me how to feel
I came all this way on my own
You don't get to tell me what's real
You don't get to tell me, you don't get to tell me
You don't get to tell me
You don't get to tell me
You don't get to tell me how to feel
You don't get to tell me
You don't get to tell me
You don't get to tell me how to feel
River Shook
SARAH SHOOK & THE DISARMERS PUBLISHING