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Irrelevant

P!nk

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I think it might rain today, ash on the ground Took all the heat we could take, and then burned it down Now it's a real parade, we're all welcome now As long as you feel afraid, that's what it's about You can call me irrelevant, insignificant You can try to make me small I'll be your heretic, you fucking hypocrite I won't think of you at all Sticks and stones and all that shit Does Jesus love the ignorant? I like to think he'd gladly take us all The kids are not alright, none of us are right I'm tired, but I won't sleep tonight 'Cause I still feel alive The kids are not alright (not alright) None of us are right (none of us are right) I'm tired, but I won't sleep tonight 'Cause I still feel alive I can't tell the difference between fight or flight I guess I'm indifferent, since I don't have the right I stay under covers now, I'm afraid to go out I wait for tornadoes to come take me out You can say that I'm ignorant, insignificant But I've been here all along I'll be your heretic, you fuckin' hypocrite You can't ever catch us all Sticks and stones and all that shit Does Jesus know I'm innocent? I like to think he'd gladly take us all The kids are not alright, no (not alright) None of us are right (none of us are right) I'm tired, but I won't sleep tonight 'Cause I still feel alive The kids are not alright (the kids are not alright) None of us are right (none of us are right) I'm tired, but I won't sleep tonight 'Cause I still feel alive, oh, yeah Girls just wanna have rights So why do we have to fight? Girls just wanna have rights So why do we have to fight? Girls just wanna have rights So why do we have to fight? (Oh, yeah) Girls just wanna have rights (oh, yeah) So why do we still have to fight? The kids are not alright, no 'Cause none of us are right I'm tired, but I won't sleep tonight 'Cause I still feel alive These kids are not alright, none of us are right I'm tired, but I won't sleep tonight I still feel alive You can call me irrelevant, insignificant I won't call on you at all
Writer(s): Alecia Moore, Ian Fitchuk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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