On this cold dusty floor i lay,
Crying cuz I'm fed of what people have to say,
No one understand or see it my way,
So i lay here to stay,
I need my own space,
That why choose to lay on this cold dusty place,
I no longer want to look at evil in there face,
Cuz all they do is turn they head like I'm from a different race,
They say I'm no good and i will go to hell,
But i don't give a damn what do or they say,
Cause i enjoy my life very well,
I choose to live my life as homosexual and i finally doing it my way,
