Don´t call me sinner
Don´t call me nerve
Don´t call me chaotic
Because you heard

I have strange feelings
I have weird thoughts
But don´t call me an artist
Because I´m not

I am an animal, a saint
A grown up child without a name
I am a black man, I am gay
I say we´re basically the same
Don´t label me

I´m not a colour
I´m not a sex
I´m not a partner
I´m not an ex

Don´t call me nigger
Don´t call me queer
Don´t call me retarded
Although I am

I am an animal, a saint
A grown up child without a name
I am a black man, I am gay
I say we´re basically the same

Don´t label, don´t you see
A wooden table is actually a tree

Which is basically the same
Which is basically the same
Which is basically the same as you as me