| I wanna walk through an alley at night without making a knife with a key
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| Like oh my God it’s safe to be me
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| I wanna drink till I’m drunk and not think about everything wrong that could be
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| Like oh my God it’s safe, it’s safe to be me
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| Off my face at a stranger’s party
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| I was asleep and he touched my body
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| Wish I could think but my brain is foggy
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| I did nothing wrong, why do I feel sorry
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| 'Cause they tell us that we should take care of ourselves
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| That if we dress like this then we’ve asked to be felt
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| I wanna walk through an alley at night without making a knife with a key
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| Like oh my God it’s safe to be me
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| I wanna drink till I’m drunk and not think about everything wrong that could be
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| Like oh my God it’s safe, it’s safe to be
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| Black in America, black and shopping
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| Black on a jog in the lot apartment
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| Black in the car on the sidewalk dancing
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| They did nothing wrong, why are they in heaven?
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| 'Cause they tell us that we’re only meant for our self
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| That if we look like this then we’ve asked to be killed
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| I wanna walk through an alley at night without making a knife with a key
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| Like oh my God it’s safe to be me
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| I wanna drink till I’m drunk and not think about everything wrong that could be
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| Like oh my God it’s safe, it’s safe to be
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| Ooh-ooh
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| To be me
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| Ooh-ooh
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| Baby, oh, oh-ooh, ooh-ooh |