Slash's Snakepit
What Do You Want To Be

Sour, this affliction
If it was me I'd have it fixed
And with everywhere you've been
You're much too old to be so naive

So what the hell do you want to be
Following the trends that never end
I can't stand the parties you attend
So what the hell do you want with me

Oh, you're so underground
Oh, ain't that swell
Well the word is on the street
You're collecting sympathy and
then you hide
And ya ain't been out in days
Will the sunshine burn your face
Preserve your precious skin
I'll go out, you stay in


What the hell do you want to be
Following the trends that never end
I can't stand the parties you attend
So what the hell do you want with me

Please don't feed the pigeons
Out of the same sad bag of tricks
I've heard it all a million times
You make me sicker than
the wine you drink

So if you think I need some help
Climb out of your own shell
It'll make you think


So what the hell do you want to be
Following the trends that never end
Why is it that I can't
stand your friends
So what the hell do you want with me
What the hell do you want to be
Following fashion in the sheets
Chasing every other flavor
of the week
So what the hell do you want from me

What do you want to be
What do you want to be
What do you want to be
What do you want from me
Looking for anyone who's somebody
What do you want from me
What do you want from me



Mirror lyrics:


What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Looking for anyone who's somebody
What do you want from me
What do you want to be
What do you want to be
What do you want to be

So what the hell do you want from me
of the week
Chasing every other flavor
Following fashion in the sheets
What the hell do you want to be
So what the hell do you want with me
stand your friends
Why is it that I can't
Following the trends that never end
So what the hell do you want to be


It'll make you think
Climb out of your own shell
So if you think I need some help

the wine you drink
You make me sicker than
I've heard it all a million times
Out of the same sad bag of tricks
Please don't feed the pigeons

So what the hell do you want with me
I can't stand the parties you attend
Following the trends that never end
What the hell do you want to be


I'll go out, you stay in
Preserve your precious skin
Will the sunshine burn your face
And ya ain't been out in days
then you hide
You're collecting sympathy and
Well the word is on the street
Oh, ain't that swell
Oh, you're so underground

So what the hell do you want with me
I can't stand the parties you attend
Following the trends that never end
So what the hell do you want to be

You're much too old to be so naive
And with everywhere you've been
If it was me I'd have it fixed
Sour, this affliction


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