Post lyrics to a song thats on your mind.

Do you see what I see? Truth is an offense
Your silence for your confidence
Do you hear what I hear? Doors are slamming shut
Limit your imagination, keep you where they must
Do you feel what I feel? Bittering distress
Who decides what you express?
Do you take what I take? Endurance is the word
Moving back instead of forward seems to me absurd
 
Looking at the world as it unfolds in front of me
I could never think to give a **** about a thing
It just makes me sick to think that I could even be
A part of this perverted earth we like to think is free
 
"Are you better now?"
"No, I don't know how!"
Maybe one day you'll see how well I'm improving!
Please, just let me stop my breath-
Not now
 
Hello me, meet the real me
In my misfits way of life
A dark, black past is my
Most valued possession

Hindsight is always 20/20
But looking back, it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
 
Baby, love never felt so good
And I'd doubt if it ever could
Not like you hold me, hold me
Oh baby, love never felt so fine
And I'd doubt if it's never mine
Not like you hold me, hold me
And the night is gonna be just fine

Gotta fly, gotta see
I can't wait, I can't take it

'Cause baby, every time I love you
In and out of my life, in and out baby
Tell me, if you really love me
It's in and out of my life, in and out baby
So baby, yes, love never felt so good
 
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty-one, only son
But he served us well

Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, greeting death
He's yours to take away
 
“Pump, pose, gas up the stove/Serve it up hot, it’s too thick when it’s cold.”

Kornbread’s song has to be in the top five best original Drag Race songs…at least!
 
My feathered friend, your cage
must drive you to rage sometimes…
To think that you have aged
staring at nothing but beige walls
She says "you know, our lives
aren't so different as you would believe.
All are in prisons of some kind,
tethered by the stories that we weave."

I hear her song rising sweet and strong
and I'm lifted by the sound…
Living proof of a simple truth:
it's in the mind where freedom's found.

-"Yellow Bird" by Halie Loren
 
i’ve lost all ambition for worldly acclaim,
i could be the one that you love
 
Excuse the obscene, ignore the untrue
Depictions we see try and get through
Admitting mistakes can hurt
I'm not the last but I sure ain't the first

(Shh, quiet, might piss somebody off)
 
Looks like you made a mistake, like always
A flawless armchair theory, shot down on the spot!
You've got nonsense expectations, even now
All you want is to be honest
All you want is to be honest, but

Are you even human, holding your breath
Meager ideology, a sad little nameless nobody
I just can't feel your sound, it seems
What's one grain of expectation? Stained wet with tears,
It's become a commonplace song
 
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