Why you wait for the range
Then cast a stone and step away
Is it me I'm a freak
How bout your insecurities
Is it rage or the way
That you were weened amidst the hate
Is it pure or a fake
Well either way it makes me sick to see
What I'm made of
(what I'm made of) (what I'm made of)
Can't take any more and I can't get away
(what I'm made of) (what I'm made of)
If I'm brave and I'm wrong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
If I dare to be strong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
And they say it's just a stage
That you are going through a phase
Well it's hard though I'm brave
Is it my color, creed, or faith you hate
What I'm made of
(what I'm made of) (what I'm made of)
Can't take any more and I can't get away
(what I'm made of) (what I'm made of)
If I'm brave and I'm wrong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
If I dare to be strong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
Solo
Why you wait for the range
Then cast a stone and step away
Is it your style of zen
Or are you obligated to test my skin
If I'm brave and I'm wrong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
If I dare to be strong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
If I'm brave and I'm wrong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
If I dare to be strong
Would you pray for me more
Pray for me more
Pray for me more pray for me more pray for me more
What I'm made of
Oh pray for me
Pray
Pray for me
Oh
