8.1.09

Who gave you the right to judge me 
By the clothes that I wear
Or the rumors that you hear?
I take pride in who I am
I don't need to fit in 
Don’t have to pretend that I’m something I’m not

Do you feel insecure of who you are 
Or what others might think?
Is it hard to be yourself?
I say good morning
It's time to wake up
Time to realize 
To look with your own eyes

How I wish that you could understand that I don't care
You can pierce your butt
Put a bone through your nose 
Shove our record up your ass 
And we could not care less
If you don't like how we play 
Hey that is okay 
But don't talk shit behind our backs 
Or we'll shove our record up your ass

Say it to my, to my face 
If there's something you'd like to say
Say it to my, to my face 
Or just get the hell out of my way 
If there's something you dislike 
Tell me now and take a hike 
If there's something you'd like to say 
Say it to my, say it to my face.

ME ENCANTARIA QE EL MUNDO PENSARA DE ESTA MANERA... A VER SI ME DEJAN DE ROMPER UN RATITO LAS BOLAS? PUEDE SER?



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