You tell me to cover up
You don’t know what art is
You tell me to shut my mouth
You don’t know what freedom is
You dictate what I can and can’t do
Well, I’ve got news for you
Ban me, block me, shut me down
I’ll just come back to knock you out

When you take how I express myself
You’re taking my identity
My truth is in my darkness, yeah
AND IT SETS ME FREE

I am an undead riot
You will never keep me quiet
Raising Hell’s my only plan
UN CEN SORED is who the fuck I am

All you puritans are blind
Kicking me out for my curves
In your closed mind I threaten mankind
Where do you get the nerve?
You’d rather ban my pagе than see
That what I do harms nobody
It looks like George Orwеll was right
So I stand a fucking fight


When you threaten and delete my art
You’re keeping me from all my friends
Without a say to defend myself
AND IT NEVER ENDS

I am an undead riot
You will never keep me quiet
Raising Hell’s my only plan
UN CEN SORED is who the fuck I am

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UN CEN SORED IS WHO THE FUCK I AM