Gay A
All my pathetic and small life
I made big steps with small strides
To fight what just feels right
Then I had a vision
Now I'm on a mission
To fix my condition
To fix me for good
Alright, so that didn't work quite
Like I hoped that it might
But look on the bright side
Now every week there's a scene
Of new men just like me
And I can't help but wonder why
If I believe, I can't see my relief
And I can't help but wonder why
This cure I seek, if I believe
Is temporary
And I can't help but wonder why
If I believe, I can't see my relief
And I can't help but wonder why
This cure I seek, if I believe
Is temporary
All my pathetic and small life
I made big steps with small strides
To fight what just feels right
Then I had a vision
Now I'm on a mission
To fix my condition
To fix me for good