Tolerance from These Years by Anya Marie

I’m done playing nice
I’m done being miss, civil
I don’t wanna have to fight
To say what I want at will

I wanna roll the dice
Maybe you won’t understand
How we can both be right
And not cave at each other’s hand.

Build up a tolerance
For a difference of opinion
It’s not hard
To respect someone’s decisions.
It’s my life and it is yours too
So why the drama and the words you wielding used

It’s time you get it right
Just because you think you’re superior
Doesn’t mean your truth is right
Maybe your god complex is inferior

Don’t you think we should all have voice
That not one controls the masses
That everyone has choice
But when you speak it’s somehow facts

Build up a tolerance
For a difference of opinion
It’s not hard
To respect someone’s decisions.
It’s my life and it is yours too
So why the drama and the words you wielding used

My perspective isn’t yours
And your isn’t mine
And shockingly enough
We’ve both been human all this time.
But somehow you missed the mark.
You taught us well and then you flipped it
But shouldn’t take this all to heart
Don’t say I didn’t warn you when you hear this

Build up a tolerance
For a difference of opinion
It’s not hard
To respect someone’s decisions.
It’s my life and it is yours too
So why the drama and the words you wielding used

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