The Right Side

You kept me in a box filled with Bible verses,

Each telling me my life ain't mine...

That I belong to a man who would promise me heaven

But only after I died.

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So I thought,

"Why do I have to live then?

Can't I just end it all

And go straight to Heaven?"

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But they told me no,

Suicide is a sin,

And so is everything else

That isn't worshipping him.

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Well, I ain't gonna be Christlike...

Sure as hell ain't lady-like...

I don't want to be on the right side

If I can't even live my own life.

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Well, I ain't gonna be submissive

Watching what I say 'cause you can't take it

I don't want to be on your good side

If my body won't even be mine.

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They told me my depression was my own fault

I didn't trust in the Lord enough to do his will.

I cried every single day to God

Begging of him to be healed.

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My father was a man who thought he was beholden

To a woman's unconditional devotion.

Then I grew up to be a fat bitch

With too many emotions.

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Well, I ain't gonna be Christlike...

Sure as hell ain't lady-like...

I don't want to be on the right side

If I can't even live my own life.

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Well, I ain't gonna be submissive

Watching what I say 'cause you can't take it

I don't want to be on your good side

If my body won't even be mine.

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If this is the right side,

Then why I do feel so wrong?

I'm so fucking tired,

I don't even want to keep singing this song.