| Song | Same Love |
| Artist | Macklemore & Ryan Lewis |
| Artist | Mary Lambert |
| Album | Grandmix 2013 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When I was in the third grade | |
| I thought that I was gay | |
| Cause I could draw, and my uncle was,and I kept my room straight | |
| I told my mom tears rushing down my face | |
| She’s like “Ben you've loved girls since before pre-k shrimp” | |
| Trippin’, yeah, I guess she had a point, didn’t she? | |
| Bunch of stereotypes all in my head. | |
| I remember doing the math like,“yea | |
| I’m good at little league” | |
| A preconceived idea of what it all meant For those that liked the same sex | |
| Had the characteristics | |
| The right wing conservatives think it’s a decision | |
| And you can be cured with some treatment | |
| and religion Man made rewiring of a predisposition Playing god, | |
| aw nah here we go America the brave still fears what we don’t know | |
| And god loves all his children, is somehow forgotten | |
| But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago | |
| I don’t know | |
| And I can’t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| I can't change | |
| Even if I try | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| If I was gay, | |
| I would think hip-hop hates me | |
| Have you read the YouTube comments lately | |
| "Man, that’s gay" gets dropped on the daily | |
| We become so numb to what we’re saying | |
| A culture founded from oppression | |
| Yet we don’t have acceptance for | |
| ‘em Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board | |
| A word rooted in hate, | |
| yet our genre still ignores it Gay is synonymous with the lesser | |
| It’s the same hate that’s caused wars from religion | |
| Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment | |
| The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins | |
| and be yourself | |
| When I was at church | |
| they taught me something else | |
| If you preach hate at the service | |
| those words aren ’t anointed | |
| That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned | |
| When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless | |
| Rather than fighting for humans | |
| that have had their rights stolen | |
| I might not be the same, | |
| but that’s not important | |
| No freedom till we’re equal, | |
| damn right I support it | |
| And I can’t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| We press play, | |
| don’t press pause | |
| Progress, march on | |
| With the veil over our eyes | |
| We turn our back on the cause Till the day | |
| that my uncles can be united by law | |
| When kids are walking ‘round the hallway | |
| plagued by pain in their heart | |
| A world so hateful | |
| some would rather die than be who they are | |
| And a certificate on paper | |
| isn’t gonna solve it all | |
| But it’s a damn good place to start | |
| No law is gonna change us | |
| We have to change us | |
| Whatever god we believe in | |
| We come from the same one | |
| Strip away the fear | |
| Underneath it’s all the same love | |
| About time that we raised up | |
| And I can’t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| I can't change | |
| Even if I try | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| Love is patient | |
| Love is kind | |
| Love is patient | |
| Love is kind (I‘m not crying on Sundays) | |
| Love is patient (I‘m not crying on Sundays) | |
| Love is kind (I‘m not crying on Sundays) | |
| Love is patient (I‘m not crying on Sundays) | |
| Love is kind (I‘m not crying on Sundays) | |
| Love is patient (I‘m not crying on Sundays) | |
| Love is kind (I‘ m not crying on Sundays) | |
| Love is patient Love is kind |
| When I was in the third grade | |
| I thought that I was gay | |
| Cause I could draw, and my uncle was, and I kept my room straight | |
| I told my mom tears rushing down my face | |
| She' s like " Ben you' ve loved girls since before prek shrimp" | |
| Trippin', yeah, I guess she had a point, didn' t she? | |
| Bunch of stereotypes all in my head. | |
| I remember doing the math like," yea | |
| I' m good at little league" | |
| A preconceived idea of what it all meant For those that liked the same sex | |
| Had the characteristics | |
| The right wing conservatives think it' s a decision | |
| And you can be cured with some treatment | |
| and religion Man made rewiring of a predisposition Playing god, | |
| aw nah here we go America the brave still fears what we don' t know | |
| And god loves all his children, is somehow forgotten | |
| But we paraphrase a book written thirtyfivehundred years ago | |
| I don' t know | |
| And I can' t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| I can' t change | |
| Even if I try | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| If I was gay, | |
| I would think hiphop hates me | |
| Have you read the YouTube comments lately | |
| " Man, that' s gay" gets dropped on the daily | |
| We become so numb to what we' re saying | |
| A culture founded from oppression | |
| Yet we don' t have acceptance for | |
| ' em Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board | |
| A word rooted in hate, | |
| yet our genre still ignores it Gay is synonymous with the lesser | |
| It' s the same hate that' s caused wars from religion | |
| Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment | |
| The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins | |
| and be yourself | |
| When I was at church | |
| they taught me something else | |
| If you preach hate at the service | |
| those words aren ' t anointed | |
| That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned | |
| When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless | |
| Rather than fighting for humans | |
| that have had their rights stolen | |
| I might not be the same, | |
| but that' s not important | |
| No freedom till we' re equal, | |
| damn right I support it | |
| And I can' t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| We press play, | |
| don' t press pause | |
| Progress, march on | |
| With the veil over our eyes | |
| We turn our back on the cause Till the day | |
| that my uncles can be united by law | |
| When kids are walking ' round the hallway | |
| plagued by pain in their heart | |
| A world so hateful | |
| some would rather die than be who they are | |
| And a certificate on paper | |
| isn' t gonna solve it all | |
| But it' s a damn good place to start | |
| No law is gonna change us | |
| We have to change us | |
| Whatever god we believe in | |
| We come from the same one | |
| Strip away the fear | |
| Underneath it' s all the same love | |
| About time that we raised up | |
| And I can' t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| I can' t change | |
| Even if I try | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| Love is patient | |
| Love is kind | |
| Love is patient | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient Love is kind |
| When I was in the third grade | |
| I thought that I was gay | |
| Cause I could draw, and my uncle was, and I kept my room straight | |
| I told my mom tears rushing down my face | |
| She' s like " Ben you' ve loved girls since before prek shrimp" | |
| Trippin', yeah, I guess she had a point, didn' t she? | |
| Bunch of stereotypes all in my head. | |
| I remember doing the math like," yea | |
| I' m good at little league" | |
| A preconceived idea of what it all meant For those that liked the same sex | |
| Had the characteristics | |
| The right wing conservatives think it' s a decision | |
| And you can be cured with some treatment | |
| and religion Man made rewiring of a predisposition Playing god, | |
| aw nah here we go America the brave still fears what we don' t know | |
| And god loves all his children, is somehow forgotten | |
| But we paraphrase a book written thirtyfivehundred years ago | |
| I don' t know | |
| And I can' t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| I can' t change | |
| Even if I try | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| If I was gay, | |
| I would think hiphop hates me | |
| Have you read the YouTube comments lately | |
| " Man, that' s gay" gets dropped on the daily | |
| We become so numb to what we' re saying | |
| A culture founded from oppression | |
| Yet we don' t have acceptance for | |
| ' em Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board | |
| A word rooted in hate, | |
| yet our genre still ignores it Gay is synonymous with the lesser | |
| It' s the same hate that' s caused wars from religion | |
| Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment | |
| The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins | |
| and be yourself | |
| When I was at church | |
| they taught me something else | |
| If you preach hate at the service | |
| those words aren ' t anointed | |
| That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned | |
| When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless | |
| Rather than fighting for humans | |
| that have had their rights stolen | |
| I might not be the same, | |
| but that' s not important | |
| No freedom till we' re equal, | |
| damn right I support it | |
| And I can' t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| We press play, | |
| don' t press pause | |
| Progress, march on | |
| With the veil over our eyes | |
| We turn our back on the cause Till the day | |
| that my uncles can be united by law | |
| When kids are walking ' round the hallway | |
| plagued by pain in their heart | |
| A world so hateful | |
| some would rather die than be who they are | |
| And a certificate on paper | |
| isn' t gonna solve it all | |
| But it' s a damn good place to start | |
| No law is gonna change us | |
| We have to change us | |
| Whatever god we believe in | |
| We come from the same one | |
| Strip away the fear | |
| Underneath it' s all the same love | |
| About time that we raised up | |
| And I can' t change | |
| Even if I tried | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| I can' t change | |
| Even if I try | |
| Even if I wanted to | |
| My love My love My love | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| She keeps me warm | |
| Love is patient | |
| Love is kind | |
| Love is patient | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is kind I' m not crying on Sundays | |
| Love is patient Love is kind |