When I was in the third grade, I thought that I was gay
'Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my mom, tears rushing down my face
She's like, "Ben, you've loved girls since before pre-K"
Trippin', yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head
I remember doing the math like "Yeah, I'm good at little league"
A pre-conceived idea of what it all meant
For those that like the same sex had the characteristics
The right-wing conservatives think it's a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made, rewiring of a pre-disposition
Playing God, aw nah, here we go
America the brave still fears what we don't know
And "God loves all his children" is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five hundred years ago
I don't know

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

If I was gay, I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately?
"Man, that's gay" gets dropped on the daily
We've become so numb to what we're sayin'
Our culture founded from oppression
Yet we don't have acceptance for 'em
Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board
A word routed in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
And "gay" is synonymous with the lesser
It's the same hate that's caused wars from religion
Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment
The same fight that lead people to walk-outs and sit-ins
It's human rights for everybody, there is no difference
Live on and be yourself
When I was at church, they taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service, those words aren't anointed
That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned
When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same, but that's not important
No freedom 'til we're equal, damn right I support it

I don't know

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

We press play, don't press pause, progress, march on
With a veil over our eyes, we turn our back on the cause
'Til the day that my uncles can be united by law
When kids aren't walkin' 'round the hallway
Plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful, some would rather die than be who they are
And a certificate on paper isn't gonna solve it all
But it's a damn good place to start
No law's gonna change us, we have to change us
Whatever God you believe in, we come from the same one
Strip away the fear, underneath it's all the same love
About time that we raised up, sing

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is patient
Love is kind (not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient (not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind (I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient (not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind (I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient (not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind (I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
Love is kind


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Same Love Lyrics as written by Ryan Scott Lewis Mary Danielle Lambert

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    I think every gay and lesbian should get they license to carry, cuz walkin' around in a world where niggaz will jump you and hicks will Bible thump you is just dumb and unnecessary, if we got the right to protect ourselves we should use it, in the face of people who twist it and use it to be abusive.

    We ain't never gunna have peace or genuine respect until we pop a cap inna basher or slice a bigot's neck. It's war, we're constantly innit, in the middle of a world that labels us as sinners and degenerates, dehumanized soul-less objects - easy to manipulate, easier to kill - thinkin' that gay blood turns into AIDS blood as soon as it's been spilled. Thinkin' that a faggot is weak and woman-like, while a dyke is man strong. Like fags don't come in buff packages or is too afraid to aim a sawed-off. I wanna squash these stereotype fallacies, Westboro Baptists say we "beasts" I wanna show 'em just how beast we can be when we pushed to our mental extremities. Grab that exacto and scoop the eyeballs out the eyeholes out the eye holes of these conservative Christian assholes.

    S4v3St4t3son March 06, 2013   Link

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