....

I wanna sing, I wanna shout
I wanna scream till the words dry out
So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid
They can read all about it, read all about it

I ain't censoring myself for nobody
I'm the only thing I can be,
All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me

♥/D

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