No
Lord
I am not going to do it any more
I am not going to bind myself to what You want of me
I don’t know what You want of me
But I am not going to do it any more
If You don’t like it
That is tough
I am not going ta
I can’t be constricted
Restricted
Bind
Bound
Whatever you call it
It ain’t going to do it
I am going to be whatever
And if You don’t like it
It’s tough luck
I just can’t be what You expect of me
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