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Sticks and Stones

Contributed by Bones on Wednesday, 17th November 2004 @ 05:35:19 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



I've been called a freak
I've been called a redneck
I've been called a sinner
I've been called a saint
I've been called a yankee
I've been called a racist
I've been called a nerd
I've been called many things
But no one has come close
They say I'm just a funny kid with nothing to do
They say I'm just a wanna be
But what is it they believe I wanna be?
I've bleeped these words out of my head
But still some break through

I've been called a heretic
I've been called too many cold things
Does anyone even know what my diffention of heretic is?
I think not

It looks like I've been living a lie
No one's here to comfort me in my time of need
No one seems to understand this pain
No one seems to understand this burden

I've been livin a lie
Break down stop the clock
Bust of from your chains of nelegect, now
I will shield you myself
'Cause there doesn't seem to be anyone else
I'm your shelter, yet you still shun me
I am all you have left, yet you hate me inside
Do you really think I care?
'Cause you're the one who took my honor, my pride, my gifts, my love, my everything




Copyright © Bones ... [ 2004-11-17 17:35:19]
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Re: Sticks and Stones (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 10:41:13 AM AEST
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So true my son goes thru this its sad! Christina




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