[Piano Intro] [Verse 1 Macklemore] When I was in the 3rd grade I thought that I was gay Cause I could draw, my uncle was And I kept my room straight I told my mom, tears rushing down my face Shes like, Ben, youve loved girls since before PreK! Tripping, yeah, I guess she had a point, didnt she? A bunch of stereotypes all in my head I remember doing the math, like Yeah, Im good at little league A preconceived idea of what it all meant For those that like the same sex had the characteristics The rightwing conservatives think its a decision And you can be cured with some treatment and religion Manmade, rewiring of a predisposition, playing God Ahh, nah, here we go America the brave still fears what we dont know And God loves all his children is somehow forgotten But we paraphrase a book written thirtyfive hundred years ago I dont know [Hook Mary Lambert] And I cant change Even if I tried Even if I wanted to And I cant change Even if I tried Even if I wanted to My love, my love, my love She keeps me warm [x4] [Verse 2 Macklemore] If I was gay I would think hiphop hates me Have you read the YouTube comments lately? Man, thats gay gets dropped on the daily Weve become so numb to what were saying Our culture founded from oppression Yet we dont have acceptance for em Call each other faggots Behind the keys of a message board A word rooted in hate Yet our genre still ignores it Gay is synonymous with the lesser Its the same hate thats caused wars from religion Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment The same fight that led people to walkouts and sitins Its human rights for everybody, there is no difference Live on! And be yourself! When I was in church they taught me something else If you preach hate at the service, those words arent anointed That Holy Water that you soak in has been poisoned When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen I might not be the same but thats not important No freedom til were equal Damn right I support it [Trombone Interlude] I dont know [Hook] [Verse 3 Macklemore] We press play, dont press pause Progress, march on! With a veil over our eyes, we turn our back on the cause Til the day that my uncles can be united by law Kids are walking around the hallway Plagued by pain in their heart A world so hateful Some would rather die Than be who they are And a certificate on paper Isnt gonna solve it all But its a damn good place to start No laws gonna change us We have to change us Whatever god you believe in We come from the same one Strip away the fear, underneath, its all the same love About time that we raised up! [Hook] [Outro Mary Lambert] Love is patient, love is kind Love is patient not crying on Sundays Love is kind not crying on Sundays Love is patient not crying on Sundays Love is kind not crying on Sundays Love is patient not crying on Sundays Love is kind not crying on Sundays Love is patient not crying on Sundays Love is kind not crying on Sundays Love is patient not crying on Sundays Love is kind not crying on Sundays
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