Connotation, a word, a phrase, my crime. You can kiss my connotation, a word, a phrase, my crime. Free to speak my mind. They find you face down and they start to look around. They turn you face up and you say that you`re proud. You know and handle your shit, they question what you have to say. Put on trial for self-expression, you smile and walk away. Before you speak why should you have to look around? Say what you mean, say fuck, a verb and a noun, a complex, flexible word- it`s said. It`s heard and then it`s gone. Hang a man for what he says today; tomorrow you`ll hear it in a song. All these words that you love to hate are not necessary for me. But then again I won`t change my ways, I won`t change to meet your needs. Told to hold you tongue and watch what you say, choose your words wisely; Freedom is the price you have to pay. Give your shit to me. Give your shit away. Now you`re put in your place and in your place you`ll stay. Fuck is a word that doesn`t mean shit to me.
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