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Keep Breathin'


I'm ready to get out of this small minded town people talk and preach but I never hear a sound They ask me what I want to be when I become a man Happy, but that's something they'll never understand Sticks and stones won't lift me higher and words can kill, like Jamey Rodmeyer Young kids are bullied in modern society they push that aside, no need for anxiety I'd rather bleed out than sit and be quiet If I ever got married, I shouldn't have to hide it I'll never stop, won't even catch my breath I'll die before I play the dance of death God created me for one single reason to my brothers and sisters I'll never commit treason I'll keep fighting for kids like Steven Simpson and Jaden Bell No youth should ever have to feel the whips of hell Kids should be taught at a very young age That love is infinite, so bullying won't take stage You gotta fight for what you believe in So stand up and just keep breathin'
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