harajuku girl
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Wien / Österreich
Mitglied seit 10.01.2005
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I'd rather die than become anything like everybody
I hope I die before I ever start to,
Start to feel ordinary
Last night I had a dream,
I was drowning again,
You grabbed my hand and pulled me to safety,
As I looked into your eyes,
I saw my saviour,
The person that I knew had been there all along,
Just waiting for the chance to kill me,
We kissed and my mouth started to bleed,
Then all my teeth fell out,
I hate it when that happens.
the wages of sin hold my heart hostage
my mouth is still cruel my skin is in bondage
my body is scared from lyrics I've carved
bruises I've healed lips that I've starved
wounds I've replaced with love and with hate
the truth set me free but my faith was raped
I've broken my silence lied to myself
spoken in violence been someone else
screamed at my demons prayed to my god
begged for forgiveness my hands are still hot
I was born like this with hips like this
Lips like this and wrists like this
Legs like this and arms like this
A fist like this to hit you with, now
You're like school on Sunday
You ain't got no class
Keep running your mouth but...
You can kiss my ass!
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
I got the curves to fear, I got the words to feel
And when I scream I've heard them say
I've got the voice to heal
You don't have to be sorry
You don't have to be saved
You just need to be proud of the body that God gave
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
Listen to me say...yeah!
I'm so fat I'm fucked up
I'm so skinny I'm sick
I'm so tired of the magazines
Talking that bullshit!
I'm not fat, they're fucked up
I'm not skinny, they're sick
I'm just tired of the critics who keep talking their bullshit!
I was born like this, with eyes like this
Teeth like this and thighs like this
A face like this, a waist like this
And when I die...I'll die like this...now
You're like school on Sunday
You ain't got no class
Keep running your mouth but
I just might kick your ass!
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
Let me hear you say...yeah!
You're so fat, you're fucked up
You're so skinny, you're sick
You're so tired of the magazines
Talking that bullshit!
You're not fat, they're fucked up
You're not skinny, they're sick
You're just tired of the critics who keep talking that bullshit!
Now what? Now what? Now what?
What you gonna say next time you see us?
Now what? Now what? Now what?
What you gonna say next time you see me?
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