I was not born to please yourself
I am a book from other shelf
You better know that this is real
I live and sleep with who I feel
I won't stand for your advice
For halfened life, for compromise
I've made my choice, I came for more
And YOU are standing at the door
You are pathetic, self-absorbed
With poisoned mind and bitter word
Remember- I will draw my sword
And when I do- we do- you fall
For you the world is getting small
I'll sing my song and dance my dance
On your gravestone, I'll take this chance
I'll kiss her lips and hold her hand
But you...
you'd never understand
Посвящается всем, кому ненавистны гомофобы и их узкое мышление
(и в частности всем друзьям Большого Бэнни)
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