Sour Milk

Amish Overture

I don�t need you to
Tell me who I am
And I don�t need you to
Lead me by the hand
Your rules have taken our voice
Taken our freedom and taken our choice

Just let go
You can�t control
All our lives
We�ll take you by surprise
Until you take your own advice
And open up your eyes

We condemn you for everything you are
You condemn us for no reason at all
To be yourself is to be frowned upon
We�ll be better yeah better when your gone