Take off your shirt
Take off your skirt
Give me my unlabeled desert
When we're naked we're all the same
Have to shame because we are the same
Let the light shine through the window pain

Who am I, I am me
Who are you, you are you
Not judging you by your shoes
Life is not a game of whos-who
Like me for me because I like you for you

If I'm a prep, I dress this way
If I'm goth, I dress this way
If I'm this I'm wearing that
Labeling everyday
Give me something real
If I was naked would I be nothing to you!?
Judge me not by what I wear on my back
Judge me by facts

Button up my shirt my mind hurts
Put on some nailpolish your astonished
Be honest, you don't think you can be me friend
Because how I dress, confess
Don't me modest
Your worried about what everyone else will think

Who am I, I am me
Who are you, you are you
Not judging you by your shoes
Life is not a game of whos-who
Like me for me because I like you for you

If I'm a prep, I dress this way
If I'm goth, I dress this way
If I'm this I'm wearing that
Labeling everyday
Give me something real
If I was naked would I be nothing to you!?
Judge me not by what I wear on my back
Judge me by facts


Lyrics submitted by Pinkertonism

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