Lyrics

I hope I get shot dead for playing this song So society can learn some fucking right and wrong Because right now you don't know anything I hope I catch a bullet straight to the head So you'll remember every word I've said Because the ones who speak the loudest Well, they're all dead We're not gonna let 'em win Are we, girls? Are we, boys? Those in between? Don't let them tell you that you can't bе angry You've got the right to be I hopе they murder me for existing Because my parts ain't up for discussion And I don't owe you no explanation I hope they stab me to death and call me a fag Just as long as they know I ain't a dude in drag Because I'd rather you just kill me for who I am I hope they kill me in a nice community It's the perfect opportunity To spill my blood on high society I hope they slit my throat on capitol hill So you can make a stupid law and call it "Jamie's Bill" Who's it gonna help if we're dying still?