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Freedom Call Bleeding Heart

the pouring rain All alone I feel a silent pain The dust of love it made me blind no way to see Can you see my bleeding heart Can you heal my heart

'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs, cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, mostjust call me a fag

this tune called "For Women" right Originally, it was by Nina Simone She said it was inspired by, you know Down south. In the south, they used to call

doors Clippings from ancient newspapers Lie scattered cross the floor Stained by the wine from a shattered glass Meaningless words, yellowed by time Faded photos exposing pain Celluloid leeches bleeding

whole out of your cracked peach bowl As we go without rules, the freedom of independence we breed So we'll eat 'till we're full, keep control and bleed

Gather 'round the stone I say, hey, hey, hey, hey Gather 'round the stone Hey, hey, hey, hey Gather 'round the stone You whip the back of freedom ?Til it bleeds

emo enough to start shaving my legs 'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag 'Cause

all wack rappers rhyme If I don't succeed you will bleed The just punishment of the Apostle's Creed This is hip-hop kid, shit is straight from the heart

emo enough to start shaving my legs 'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag 'Cause