Love Carson
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
You got that cake, you a diabetic
You do not like it inside
Feeling you need to do shit you don't want to, society making you cry
You wanna come out in the open, but it is so easy to hide
Everyone say that they get it, but thats a society lie
I'm like seventeen
Straight
But I be talking bout people that wanna be set free
Gay
But they be knowing that people make fun of em every
Day
It's so hard to find the time
What if my dad doesn't love me?
Toss me on the streets and then I'm hungry
Doing crazy shit to make the money
Fuck it, I'm not gonna tell him. Yeah
What if my friends don't support it?
Try to make me fucking on some shorty
Telling me that straight is so important
Then they leave me no I shouldn't sport it
Cause this one guy he came out the closet one day
Then his papa, he came home and beat out the gay
Now he walks down the halls with tattoos on his face
Is it to cover up the scars, or is it to cover up his shame?
Why can't I say the word?
I mean, why can't I just say
I mean, what is wrong?
Why do I have to be so ashamed?
I mean, why can't I just say the truth?
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
You got that cake, you a diabetic
You do not like it inside
Feeling you need to do shit you don't want to, society making you cry
You wanna come out in the open, but it is so easy to hide
Everyone say that they get it, but thats a society lie
I'm like seventeen
Straight
But I be talking bout people that wanna be set free
Gay
But they be knowing that people make fun of em every
Day
It's so hard to find the time
What if my dad doesn't love me?
Toss me on the streets and then I'm hungry
Doing crazy shit to make the money
Fuck it, I'm not gonna tell him. Yeah
What if my friends don't support it?
Try to make me fucking on some shorty
Telling me that straight is so important
Then they leave me no I shouldn't sport it
Cause this one guy he came out the closet one day
Then his papa, he came home and beat out the gay
Now he walks down the halls with tattoos on his face
Is it to cover up the scars, or is it to cover up his shame?
Why do I have to be so ashamed?
I mean, why can't I just say the truth?
I mean, be who I am
I'm thirty five years old
I'm so afraid to tell people, I mean, I just
Susan, I'm gay
You got that cake, you a diabetic
You do not like it inside
Feeling you need to do shit you don't want to, society making you cry
You wanna come out in the open, but it is so easy to hide
Everyone say that they get it, but thats a society lie
I'm like seventeen
Straight
But I be talking bout people that wanna be set free
Gay
But they be knowing that people make fun of em every
Day
It's so hard to find the time
What if my dad doesn't love me?
Toss me on the streets and then I'm hungry
Doing crazy shit to make the money
Fuck it, I'm not gonna tell him. Yeah
What if my friends don't support it?
Try to make me fucking on some shorty
Telling me that straight is so important
Then they leave me no I shouldn't sport it
Cause this one guy he came out the closet one day
Then his papa, he came home and beat out the gay
Now he walks down the halls with tattoos on his face
Is it to cover up the scars, or is it to cover up his shame?
Why can't I say the word?
I mean, why can't I just say
I mean, what is wrong?
Why do I have to be so ashamed?
I mean, why can't I just say the truth?
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
You got that cake, you a diabetic
You do not like it inside
Feeling you need to do shit you don't want to, society making you cry
You wanna come out in the open, but it is so easy to hide
Everyone say that they get it, but thats a society lie
I'm like seventeen
Straight
But I be talking bout people that wanna be set free
Gay
But they be knowing that people make fun of em every
Day
It's so hard to find the time
What if my dad doesn't love me?
Toss me on the streets and then I'm hungry
Doing crazy shit to make the money
Fuck it, I'm not gonna tell him. Yeah
What if my friends don't support it?
Try to make me fucking on some shorty
Telling me that straight is so important
Then they leave me no I shouldn't sport it
Cause this one guy he came out the closet one day
Then his papa, he came home and beat out the gay
Now he walks down the halls with tattoos on his face
Is it to cover up the scars, or is it to cover up his shame?
Why do I have to be so ashamed?
I mean, why can't I just say the truth?
I mean, be who I am
I'm thirty five years old
I'm so afraid to tell people, I mean, I just
Susan, I'm gay
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Writer(s): Carson Diddens
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