Текст: Vetiver. Tight Knit. Strictly Rule.

Ouu, you make me, ouu, you make me
Ouu, you make me though I can't say how or why
My will was a burden 'till I learned to let it lie

Ouu, you make me act the way I do
No choice just your tone of voice
It seems to want me to

Ouu, you make me tensed up inside
Once chased now this bitter taste
As I swallow my pride

Oh, I can't see any other way
It's cruel, still I trust that you'll strictly rule
Come one day

Ouu, you make me, ouu, you make me
Ouu, you make me, ouu, you make me
Ouu, you make me, ouu, you make me
Ouu, you make me, ouu, you make me