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im a naked body
Im a false god
Im a sacred hottie
I have everything i want
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...we are not all free
Until we all are free
We are not all free
Until we are all free
We are not all free
Until we are all free
We will all be free
We shall all be free
*everybody come closer*
Im so fucking goddamn sick of
SOCIAL ISSUES and-
- i feel stuck, fuck these
MENTAL PROBLEMS
I don't know bout you but I'm so
TIRED OF COPING
with maladaptive strategies and
MECHANISMS
My heart is throbbing, full of puss
No wonder im sobbing on the bus
All the the wounds I suffered, when i was young
I never felt, since I went numb
Hashtag coping mechanism
Chronic generational
SOCIAL ISSUES
wonder what is causing all of our
MENTAL PROBLEMS
I can help you out I know we’re
TIRED OF COPING
With privileged/oppressive
MECHANISMS
We're all gonna scream, together. Alright?
1, 2, 3, 4.
*scream*
We can work together, solve our
SOCIAL ISSUES
we can help each other, soothe our
MENTAL PROBLEMS
I can help you out, oh we’re so
TIRED OF COPING
We need new and wholesome social
MECHANISMS
Spit bars cos I chew up prisons
None of us want this world of exploitation
Revolution stewing, in every kitchen
Look forward to the future, believe in abolition
Hold space in solidarity
SOCIAL ISSUES
Heal and learn to live with
MENTAL PROBLEMS
Hold space in solidarity
SOCIAL ISSUES
Heal and learn to live with
MENTAL PROBLEMS
We are not all free
Until we are all free
We are not all free
Until we are all free
We are not all free
Until we are all free
We will all be free
We shall all be
Free
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Time passes
I'm young again
I'm meat and blood
A skeleton
Dead inside though
That makes no sense
Try to hide
From where I've been
Memories are spider bites
Thick, in my skin
Thought I'd gotten
Past this
How the future feels
dishonest
My brains broken
I don't mind
My brains broken
I don’t mind
My brains broken
I don’t mind
My brains broken
Time passes
I'm older again
Youth is believing
Truth cries within
End up outside
Finally begin
thought I'd died
But now it's been
Years since I was frightened
By dreams of kin
Think I've gotten
Past this
Now the future is a
Promise
My brains broken
I don't mind
My brains broken
I don’t mind
My brains broken
I don’t mind
My brains broken
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In the end we bend never break
Somehow I know, we’ll be okay
Hope and joy, bless our sake
Tomorrow becomes yesterday
My brains broken
I don’t mind
My brain’s broken **my fuzz pedal’s broken
I don’t mind
My brains broken
I don’t mind
My brains broken
I don’t mind
The taste of hope
Is what I find
Break my heart open
A soul refined
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(((this list was lost to time)))
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I wanna be where our souls meet
I want to feel your heart beat
Say my name while you com fort me
Pray the gay away, I'm so happy on my knees
think about you all the time
How our souls and bodies rhyme
~they/them mayhem
BE GAY DO CRIME
I love lesbians
Lesbian lover
Enamoured by the way she is
Like no other
I love lesbians
Lesbian lover
I love lesbians
Lesbian lover
Oh my God, they are so hot
Our bodies touched and I forgot
Where I was but there with them
Their kisses whisper under my skin
Sapphic magic, holy panic
I love them so much it's tragic
~i might not know what day it is
But its doesn't matter
I love lesbians
Lesbian lover
How much I love them
How much I wish I was them...
I love lesbians
Lesbian lover
I love lesbians
Lesbian lover
Up all night yearning for your kiss
I’m so happy to be nervous
Let’s love each other on purpose
.. please, we deserve this
I LOVE LESBIANS
IM A LESBIAN LOVER
I LOVE LESBIANS
IM A LESBIANS LOVER
(ad infinitum)
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Let yourself be loved
Let yourself be loved
Let yourself be loved
Good Luck
is for suckers
There are people who love you
There are people who love you
There are people who love you
Good Luck
is for suckers
Take care of yourself
Take care of yourself
Take care of yourself
Good Luck
is for suckers
The only way out is through
There is nothing you can't do
I am so fucking proud of you
Good Luck
is for suckers!
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She prays in mumbled emo bops
Killing all the habits that she can’t stop
Bargain bin alt girl, thrift store pop
Sleeps in a t-shirt that cost a hundred bucks
Oh, was there a sale at the vintage shop
Ask, if that’s where you find a mind that’s lost
Takes herself so seriously
Attached to everything she’ll never be
Lying in her fantasies
Collects tapes and CDs for the feelies
Art is all she’ll let touch her heart
Whatever’s keeping her together is falling apart
Goth, grunge, noise, moody indie pop
Ripped up stockings, a choker padlock
Stoned between a hard place, and a rock
Every band you like, probably sucks
Scoffs at the mention of anything popular
Not like the other girls, she’s got a cock
She likes distortion in her coffee
Grins through cigs and yellow teeth
Nothing is important, can’t you see
We’re all dying alive, we’re all living inside
Over react to a modest reply
Break down and cry, eat shit, and die
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Tries to love herself, changes her tune
Becoming what she always knew was true
A curser may yet prove a boon
Goddess of the moon, tattoo
Death, the ten of swords, and the world, for you
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released September 12, 2023
