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FALSE WORSHIP
01:52
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I am much more
Than my anatomy
Not just a woman
But a fucking human being
I am more than what
Lies between my thighs
Which determines how
I'm treated in your eyes
SICK OF FALSE WORSHIP
SICK OF THE HATRED
Sick of false worship
Sick of all the hatred
I will not take this
Not one more time
I'm fucking over it
More than just a girl
I want to be seen
For who I am
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DON'T MEAN SHIT
02:27
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No more silence
No more lies
I will not be
Victimized
I make my own rules
I am my own master
Yes means yes
No means no
No matter how I dress
Or what I do
I don't belong to you
I know what I've gone through
I don't have shit to prove
So fuck you
I have no remorse for you
A rapist's life's a waste
I hope no one talks to you
I'll spit in your fucking face
Sorry doesn't mean shit
Nowhere to run or hide
We know just what you've done
It's time to fucking die
Your name is now on
Everyone's tongue
I hope you never forget
The things that you have done
I hope your actions haunt you
The way they haunt me
You're a fucking monster
Stay away from me
No sympathy or compassion
Your sorrys don't mean shit
You are only sorry
Now that you've been caught
You're a vile human
I hope you fucking die
YOU DON'T MEAN SHIT
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NO SENSE/RETAIL HELL
02:58
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Don't look at me
Don't talk to me
I'm not here right now
Nothing's ever fucking easy
Get it together, man
Get to work and shut up
I don't care what anyone wants
I am not here right now
I forgot to take my pills
You are doing a great job
Shut up you fucking lazy slob
I live in a living room
Lay me down in my tomb
Gotta get my hair cut
Gotta throw up
It doesn't make sense
None of it matters
My meds aren't working
My skins falling off
None of it matters
It doesn't make sense
Day after day I rot my brain
Every day is all the same
Work and work for no pay
I hate this job more every die
You work
You eat
You sleep
But
You work
You die
Living in a retail hell
Clock on clock off
Can't wait to get home
Just to kill myself
Trapped in the hell with no creativity
This is not how things are supposed to be
There is nothing for me here at all
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4. |
ICED
02:47
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Bring your own knife
We meet at 9
Cleaning up the streets
While you're asleep
Back alley creeps
Better beware
We got chains and spikes
And bows in our hair
Don't cross out path
Weapons at hand
Ready to fight
To take back the night
Chauvinist scum
You better run
We'll hunt you down
Taking over the town
HUNT - you down
SNUFF - you out
CUT - your tongue out
Again and again and again
STALK - the streets
YOU'RE - dead meat
NOW - you've been iced
This shouldn't be a surprise
HUNT - you down
SNUFF - you out
NOW - you've been iced
Over and over and over again
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