Can't stop what you cant hold
Cant hold what you cant touch
Cant touch what you cant see
This wild side it's a part of me
Don't you think its wrong because you don't know who I am
To judge for where I'm from or who I keep as friends
I got all I need I don't want your acceptance
Think you know my style you got the wrong impression
Won't be ashamed of what I've done
The things I'll do Who I'll become
It's not my style to impersonate,
To masquerade or imitate
So keep it straight you're misinformed
Just lies and fiction in this wild world
It's a crazy world and these are crazy times
You got to be real with yourself to survive
That's my wild side

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