Through Rose Colored Glasses
We live our lives through rose colored glasses
Stumbling around, following the masses
Letting others control us, what we wear, sexuality, what we can bare,
How to act, what to breathe, what to use, what we see
We're limited we are, some of us just don't care
But others like me, well, we're everywhere.
I'm going to be myself, if you don't like it... go to hell.
We live our lives through rose colored glasses,
some of us realizing,
We are stronger without them.
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