You're hurting me
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin anymore
Your hurting me
I feel the wind blowing a cross my face
My lugs are harsh with all the smoke
That feels the blue sky
Your hurting me
The metal doesn't agree with my body
Why are shooting me
You're hurting me
You took away my freedom
Playing don't feel safe anymore
Your hurting me
It's not my fault I was born this way .
Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 3:00 PM UTC
You're hurting me
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin anymore
Your hurting me
I feel the wind blowing a cross my face
My lugs are harsh with all the smoke
That feels the blue sky
Your hurting me
The metal doesn't agree with my body
Why are shooting me
You're hurting me
You took away my freedom
Playing don't feel safe anymore
Your hurting me
It's not my fault I was born this way .
