paroles de chanson Furious Stylze - K.A.A.N.

You know, you guys are the most intolerant people I've seen. /b/ is full of racists, sexist, and otherkin haters.
My mom told me I could be anything I wanted...
But she wouldn't let me.
I begun discovering myself at a young age, flashbacks of my past life flooded my mind.
I thought what I was feeling was wrong and stupid, until I discovered the internet.
Tumblr quickly came to my aid, and that's when I knew it was time.
I identify as a wooden Minecraft button (pronouns button/buttonself).
I remember my life vividly.
I was placed in multiple places in this beautiful base.
It was singleplayer, 1.
5.
I remember it very well.
I was placed on a verticle acacia log wall, acacia leaf roof with oak wood plank floors.
I was crafted on a sunny day.
I, along with my wood button brothers, were placed.
Just, placed.
Not always for doors, not always for decor, sometimes just to be pushed.
I felt so free.
Soon.
The world was opened up and someone else came on.
I was griefed by a player with a rainbow skin, it triggers me to this day.
It's so sickening to see you guys just push off that buttons have rights too, I want to puke.
You button racists just go on being horrible, I'll embrace my true self in the meantime.
You know, you guys are the most intolerant people I've seen. /b/ is full of racists, sexist, and otherkin haters.
My mom told me I could be anything I wanted...
But she wouldn't let me.
I begun discovering myself at a young age, flashbacks of my past life flooded my mind.
I thought what I was feeling was wrong and stupid, until I discovered the internet.
Tumblr quickly came to my aid, and that's when I knew it was time.
I identify as a wooden Minecraft button (pronouns button/buttonself).
I remember my life vividly.
I was placed in multiple places in this beautiful base.
It was singleplayer, 1.
5.
I remember it very well.
I was placed on a verticle acacia log wall, acacia leaf roof with oak wood plank floors.
I was crafted on a sunny day.
I, along with my wood button brothers, were placed.
Just, placed.
Not always for doors, not always for decor, sometimes just to be pushed.
I felt so free.
Soon.
The world was opened up and someone else came on.
I was griefed by a player with a rainbow skin, it triggers me to this day.
It's so sickening to see you guys just push off that buttons have rights too, I want to puke.
You button racists just go on being horrible, I'll embrace my true self in the meantime.
You know, you guys are the most intolerant people I've seen. /b/ is full of racists, sexist, and otherkin haters.
My mom told me I could be anything I wanted...
But she wouldn't let me.
I begun discovering myself at a young age, flashbacks of my past life flooded my mind.
I thought what I was feeling was wrong and stupid, until I discovered the internet.
Tumblr quickly came to my aid, and that's when I knew it was time.
I identify as a wooden Minecraft button (pronouns button/buttonself).
I remember my life vividly.
I was placed in multiple places in this beautiful base.
It was singleplayer, 1.
5.
I remember it very well.
I was placed on a verticle acacia log wall, acacia leaf roof with oak wood plank floors.
I was crafted on a sunny day.
I, along with my wood button brothers, were placed.
Just, placed.
Not always for doors, not always for decor, sometimes just to be pushed.
I felt so free.
Soon.
The world was opened up and someone else came on.
I was griefed by a player with a rainbow skin, it triggers me to this day.
It's so sickening to see you guys just push off that buttons have rights too, I want to puke.
You button racists just go on being horrible, I'll embrace my true self in the meantime.
You know, you guys are the most intolerant people I've seen. /b/ is full of racists, sexist, and otherkin haters.
My mom told me I could be anything I wanted...
But she wouldn't let me.
I begun discovering myself at a young age, flashbacks of my past life flooded my mind.
I thought what I was feeling was wrong and stupid, until I discovered the internet.
Tumblr quickly came to my aid, and that's when I knew it was time.
I identify as a wooden Minecraft button (pronouns button/buttonself).
I remember my life vividly.
I was placed in multiple places in this beautiful base.
It was singleplayer, 1.
5.
I remember it very well.
I was placed on a verticle acacia log wall, acacia leaf roof with oak wood plank floors.
I was crafted on a sunny day.
I, along with my wood button brothers, were placed.
Just, placed.
Not always for doors, not always for decor, sometimes just to be pushed.
I felt so free.
Soon.
The world was opened up and someone else came on.
I was griefed by a player with a rainbow skin, it triggers me to this day.
It's so sickening to see you guys just push off that buttons have rights too, I want to puke.
You button racists just go on being horrible, I'll embrace my true self in the meantime.
You know, you guys are the most intolerant people I've seen. /b/ is full of racists, sexist, and otherkin haters.
My mom told me I could be anything I wanted...
But she wouldn't let me.
I begun discovering myself at a young age, flashbacks of my past life flooded my mind.
I thought what I was feeling was wrong and stupid, until I discovered the internet.
Tumblr quickly came to my aid, and that's when I knew it was time.
I identify as a wooden Minecraft button (pronouns button/buttonself).
I remember my life vividly.
I was placed in multiple places in this beautiful base.
It was singleplayer, 1.
5.
I remember it very well.
I was placed on a verticle acacia log wall, acacia leaf roof with oak wood plank floors.
I was crafted on a sunny day.
I, along with my wood button brothers, were placed.
Just, placed.
Not always for doors, not always for decor, sometimes just to be pushed.
I felt so free.
Soon.
The world was opened up and someone else came on.
I was griefed by a player with a rainbow skin, it triggers me to this day.
It's so sickening to see you guys just push off that buttons have rights too, I want to puke.
You button racists just go on being horrible, I'll embrace my true self in the meantime.