Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stand

Is anybody
Do they really understand happenin' to us?
'Cause I can't this shit anymore.
I'm so stressed out.
I want to be free.
Can't it. Damn.

1:
Can you imagine through life ashamed of who you are?
seems so fuckin' far.
Every TV is me we don't exist.
Every church is me dismiss faith, faith in what?! Faith in what i'm doin' is sin and that i'm going to hell and that i can't tell anybody or anyone who i really am.
So we pretend that it's okay that being gay is a secret.
Trapped in 'cause comin' out is to scaryyy.
Walkin' down a street makes a heart beat fast, 'cause some creep is gonna say or do something that makes us ashamed, so we blame ourselves and who we really are.
Scared to tell our friends, hide the pictures at work, makin' fake so we can try to fit in.
'Cause it's to when our favorite song comes on and tells us that were wrong (that were wrong).

(Can't stand) Not your mom.
(Can't stand) Not your face.
(Can't stand) That I can't you.
I can't stand up, but I won't sit down, who I am.

2:
It's the pain, of datin' a girl who's of me.
Hides it from her family embarassed of me.
Angy! We can't get married, live normally. That her friends are about gettin' rings and havin' babies.
And it's makin' us crazy thinkin' we to live this life, so painfully.
Always doubting that it's okay to be in with eachother, couldn't fathom life without the other.
But the stress of being hated by this ignorance makes us to kiss.
We that it was different, BUT IT'S NOT.
So we take what we got, we love eachother a lot, but were and we recognize this plot. passin' laws that prevent us from adoptin kids.
Putta on the sick cathlic preist shit.
Blame for 'causin' AID, that Gods way to kill the gays.
So i for the better days.

(Can't stand) Not your mom.
(Can't stand) Not your face.
(Can't stand) That I marry you.
I can't stand up, but I sit down, it's who I am.