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Kat Cunning

For The Love

 

For The Love


For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love
For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love

I used to pray to a glossy page
A cut out from a magazine
I was afraid of real things
And I couldn't get to sleep to dream

My mom came out and I was mean
I said, "what a slap in the face."
Then she got sick and lost her hair
And then her partner died of the same thing

My mom survived, but we lost joan
The day before New York legalized love
And the streets were full of young and old
And shiny new rings exchanged in gold

For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love
For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love

I kissed a girl and felt no shame
With Katy on the radio
I told my mom that we were the same
She said we've got a ways to go

And I've known love that's wider than
The place in the middle where it's painted red
And I believe that fear is weaker than love
Just like the magazine read

For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love
For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love

This life is imperfect
And love is a mess
I want the right to fuck it up
Just like anybody else
Just like everybody else

For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love
For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love

For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love
For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love

For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love
For the love, for the love, for the love, for the love

I used to pray to a glossy page
A cut out from a magazine

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