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Вершы: Simple Plan. No Helmets No Pads...Just Balls. One Day.

Sometimes this house feels like a prison
That I just can't leave behind
There's so many rules I got to follow
'Cause you can't let go

I don't wanna hear it
And I j-j-just can't believe it
All the stupid things you say

But one day I won't take this anymore
One day I'll be old enough
To do, to do, to do what I want to
I won't have to run away
And you won't be there to say
I'm not allowed to one day

Sometimes I wonder if you know me
Or if you just pretend to care
So tell me are you on a mission
To bring me down?

I don't wanna hear it
And I j-j-just can't believe it
All the stupid things you say, but

But one day I won't take this anymore
One day I'll be old enough
To do, to do, to do what I want to
And I won't have to run away
And you won't be there to say
I'm not allowed to one day

Go away and don't look at me
'Cause we're not the same
And you can't do nothin'
You can say that it's not okay
But I'm not afraid
And you can't do nothin'

One day I won't take this anymore
I'll be old enough
To do, to do, to do what I want to
And I won't have to run away
And you won't be there to say
I'm not allowed to one day

One day
One day
One day
One day
One day