Don't tell me I'm alone
Don't tell me I'm a, freak child
Don't tell me that I have to be just like somebody else
You say I don't bel-ong
And though you try to, tempt me
I'm never gonna buy into the lies you, try to sell
I may be str-ange
But I don't c-are
'Cause
I'm gonna be, who I am
God made me free, so it's okay
And I don't have to prove anything,
To you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to y-ou
I know I've got a home
I know I've got a, Fath-er
I know there is a love that you don't ever have to earn
He'll never t-urn, you aw-ay
And
I'm gonna be, who I am
God made me free, so it's okay
And I don't have to prove anything,
To you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to y-ou
I've never worn a Versace
But his designer fashioned m-e
They called Him crazy so they'll, call, me, crazy t-oo
And
I'm gonna be, who I am
God made me free, so it's okay
And I don't have to prove anything,
To you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to y-ou
To y-ou
'Cause
I'm gonna be, who I am
God made me free, so it's okay
And I don't have to prove anything,
To you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to y-ou
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