freaks
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I'm a freak
But not meek
Not weak
I am what I am
You see
I'm me
I'm not scared to be
Please
You can't hurt me
Oh oh no
I express my self creatively
No stopping me
people with depression aren't lazy
people with anxiety aren't rude
people with mental illness aren't crazy
people with suicidal thoughts are boo'd
it's like i can't get through
with a fucker like you!
We laugh at the freaks and the geeks
Because that’s just the way it is
Like smoke blown in our faces and a voice saying “That’s show biz”
We fear what we don’t know
Bee
Beep
Bop
Buttons and keys Pop
Sounds Don’t Stop
Like or Not
Walk little or Lot
The ears you got
Show the sounds don’t stop
Each tells another story
I want your hands on my bodyYes like that i want it badlyBaby caress me...I want you to pleasure meI've been missing your touchIt's time to catch upGrab my lap put them upCome here let me kiss that
When the freaks come out to sing.. I want you to know what it means.. Listen to the words before you push them to the dirt.. Come out and play!! When the creeps come out to play and belief of what it's worth.. I want you to know there pain befo
