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Made to Measure

My Ruin2003年7月13日

Made to Measure 歌詞

Made to Measure - My Ruin

Written by:Tairrie B/Mick Murphy

I was born like this with hips like this

 

Lips like this and wrists like this

 

Legs like this and arms like this

 

A fist like this to hit you with now

 

You're like school on sunday

 

You ain't got no class

 

Keep runnin' your mouth off

 

But you can kiss my ass

 

Not made to measure baby

 

One size does not fit all

 

I will not be the one

 

You make to take the fall

 

Not made to measure baby

 

One size does not fit all

 

I will not be the one

 

You make to take the fall

 

I got the curves to fear

 

I got the words to feel

 

And when I scream I've heard them say

 

I've got the voice to heal

 

You don't have to be sorry

 

You don't have to be saved

 

You just need to be proud

 

Of the body that god gave

 

Not made to measure baby

 

One size does not fit all

 

I will not be the one

 

You make to take the fall

 

Not made to measure baby

 

One size does not fit all

 

I will not be the one

 

You make to take the fall

 

Listen to me say yeah

 

I'm so fat I'm f**ked up

 

I'm so skinny I'm sick

 

I'm so tired of the magazines

 

Talking that bullshit

 

I'm not fat they're f**ked up

 

I'm not skinny they're sick

 

I'm just so tired of the critics

 

Who keep talking that bullshit

 

I was born like this with eyes like this

 

Teeth like this and thighs like this

 

A face like this a waist like this

 

When I die i'll die like this now

 

You're like school on Sunday

 

You ain't got no class

 

Keep running your mouth but

 

I just might kick your ass

 

Not made to measure baby

 

One size does not fit all

 

I will not be the one

 

You make to take the fall

 

Not made to measure baby

 

One size does not fit all

 

I will not be the one

 

You make to take the fall

 

Let me hear you say yeah

 

You're so fat you're f**ked up

 

You're so skinny you're sick

 

You're so tired of the magazines

 

Talking that bullshit

 

You're not fat they're f**ked up

 

You're not skinny they're sick

 

You're just tired of the critics

 

Who keep talking that bullshit

 

Now what

 

Now what

 

Now what

 

What you gonna say the next time you see us

Now what

 

Now what

 

Now what

 

 

What you gonna say the next time you see me