Everybody's got a hunger no matter where they are. Everybody clings to their own fear. Everybody hides some scar - Precious pain. Empty and cold but it keeps me alive. I gave it my soul so that I could survive - keeping me safe in these chains.
I'm one of those people that will say, 'My cancer was a gift.'
Once I overcame breast cancer, I wasn't afraid of anything anymore.
Empty and cold, but it keep me alive. I gave it my soul, so that I could survive.
Gay people are born everyday. You will never legislate that away.
To deserve this fate what have I ever done?... All I want is just a little piece of mind but the angels won't have it.