CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Dummy Boy
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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 ma** 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
Du-
Du-
My...
Du-
Du-
Du-
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 ma** 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
