Is it not me?
Is it not me?
Is this not my dream?
Let me drink poison
But don’t tell me what to sing
and how to feel
Say it’s no big deal
just take your money
‘Cause it’s a shame to my music
It’s not like me
to have to scream
and to be mean
To protect all in which I believe
You expect me just to sell my soul
How could I ever change?
If normality sets you free
I’d rather be in chains
Is it not me?
Is it not passion?
Is it not honesty
instead of fashion?
Is it not real?
This can’t be right
You just don’t write happy songs
in the middle of a fight
Here where I bleed
it’s all with cause
Just because I’m on the floor
doesn’t mean that I have lost
‘Cause that’s the beauty
in feeling empty
You just pour it all onto the page
and ? turns into a story
Could you forgive?
I’m not ashamed
I could go hungry, could go cold
But I’ll be safe
here in the arms
of every lyric
So take your money
‘cause you can’t buy it
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