If I make it to heavenI may be as bloody as hell.Would you still take me?I’m afraid that you might say, »Depart from me, I never knew you. »I’m in the wrong body.I’m in the wrong body.I’m in the wrong body.I must have stumbled in.All the love I want to give,Gets caught between every rib.What does that make me?I have good intentions,But no exit for them to come out right through.I’m in the wrong body.I’m in the wrong body.I’m in the wrong body.I must have stumbled in.by emo_kid