歌词
There's no great mystery with me
I'm sorry
I am what I am
Thanks for coming
I took other people's drugs
I've patted other people's dogs
I've drank at other people's parties
And held other people's babies
If it's not pseudo then it's no-do
So posed in other people's photos
I've been freaking for hours
And froze in other people's houses
You can ride your dark horse
All the way to my house
You can ride your dark horse
All the way back home
And so it seems I hijacked other people's dreams
And as I submit to testing I answer other people's questions
I wore other people's clothing, I became other people's plaything
While it's what I partake[?] when there's other people's heartache