Du-

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My...

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My...

You call me

"Dummy boy"

Funny boy

I ain't controlled by the money, güey

I got it bae

Let me play

Always corrupted in a certain way

Got these strings on us

Can’t even see 'em

There ain't no freedom bus

There ain’t no stopping the control stem

Everything I do feels manipulated by them

Always corrupted in a way

It's their way, there weren't never no highway

Fly away

Little freedom birdie

Oh wait it's my imagination

He wasn't ever there for me

You heard me

We all got strings

At least I fight mine

"Dummy boy on strings

Can't even sing"

True

But my commitment is more than just a one night fling...

More than just a little thing

I put my soul into this

I gave it a ring

I may be a doll for voodoo

Controlled in what I sing to you

Defined on whether I'm straight

Gay

Save the hate for another day

Called a homophobe for my Christian

Belief

What a relief

Did you realize?

That not all Christians hate the rainbow flag guys

They all call disagreement discord

I'ma yank the cord

Leave you feeling floored

We’re either for what society says is good

Or we’re bad, shut the door

They call disagreement discord

Vilify me for my opinion?

I'm not just another piece on the game board

Hundreds of years ago certain things were viewed as wrong

But now we consider them correct and our belief is strong

Or vice-versa

Get a verse ’a my plight

Wait — that ain't clear. Who's right?

Society says it's always correct

’Cept when we discuss things we want to forget

If society's always right, right then

Right now, what's actually right my friend?

Chew on that

Think on that fact

The paradox of a world that's democratic

The mass is always right, we're so emphatic

What a problem for the ENIAC

Might have a cardiac

Arrest

Let's put it to the test

Got on my insult-proof vest

I ain't ready to give it a rest

I'm done, to cut my strings I'll do my best

I cut my strings

Opened all my doors

I cut my strings

Maybe you should do the same to yours