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Gaslight
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Gaslight
I’m so tired
I’m awake
I can’t sleep anymore
This time I can’t shake the feeling
I’m young
My body aches
I lie still as a stone
and fear what is repeating
Dim all the gaslights
and climb into my head
Dim all the gaslights
and crawl into my bed
I’m weak
You are aware
Of what you have poured
and how my body’s reeling
You look
Like a threat
I lie still on your floor
and stare up at the ceiling
CHORUS
Morning breaks
I feel dead
I stagger out your door
How fast my heart is beating
When I’m home,
Far away
In the covers, in the warm
I’m never leaving
CHORUS
You told me to forget
You told me to ignore
How you’re deceiving
You put doubt
In my head
It’s you I adore
Should I be staying or leaving?
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Until Nothing Means Anything
Spin me into oblivion
Twist my words into knots
Mix your metaphors and logic
Until nothing means anything
Tell me one more of your stories
Enshroud it in fancy language
Erode any facts into fiction
Until nothing means anything
Tell me that I am your hero
That I can speak for your cause
Then tell me I’m young and I’m helpless
Until nothing means anything
Then tell me I am a villain
Oh so deceitful and mean
Then tell me how I’m multi-faceted
Until nothing means anything
Tell me the world is my oyster
Then tell me I’m too crazy to succeed
Tell me there’s a good head on my shoulders
I just have a shitty memory
Turn my whole life into here-say
Make me question my own mind
Tell me that I am the bad one
Until nothing means anything
Tell me there are two sides to the truth
Tell me again how I'm wrong
Tell me the truth is subjective
Until nothing means anything
Create your contradictions
And tell me who you think I am
I’ll be over here not caring
Because nothing you say means anything
Because nothing you say means anything
To me!
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I Didn’t Report Because Fuck You
Lyrical contributions by my brother!
I don’t have time for your bullshit
I only have time for my own
It’s none of your goddamn business
So fuck off and leave me alone
I didn’t report, I didn’t report, I didn’t report because fuck you
I didn’t report, I didn’t report, I didn’t report ‘cause fuck you!
You say I’m the cause of everything
You say I’m the one to blame
You say I should go to the police
But I don’t want to live my rape again
CHORUS
I’m a survivor of violence
So why run to the men with the guns?
The dealers in carding and brutality
Won’t help me to overcome
CHORUS
Maybe the cops in O-town will believe me
But first I’ll have to pay the price
I’ll have to wade through abuse and bureaucracy
And be made a victim twice
CHORUS
Stop wasting my goddamn time
Stop wasting my goddamn time
Stop wasting my goddamn time
Stop wasting my goddamn time!
Quit your interrogations
You’re like a cop with all your prying
You don’t need a fucking conviction
To prove that I’m not lying
CHORUS
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The Manarchist
You say you’re a feminist
But you do sexist shit
You talk about women’s rights
While you stare at our tits
You touch womens’ legs
And that’s ok ‘cause you’re not a rapist
You can’t resist our beauty and you’re just being flirtatious
Flirtatious
You’re one man on the outside
One man within
You’re different to her
Than you are with him
You’re stylish and you’re groovy
You’ve got lots of class
And you’ll say anything to her
To get a piece of ass
Say anything, say anything, say anything
You’re a manarchist
You like to go out on dates
You say you like activist chicks
Because they’re super fucking easy
Easy, easy.
When we bring up sexual assault
You say we’re being dramatic
If we confron misogyny we have to be diplomatic
Diplomatic
You’re dangerous and violent
But that’s thinly veiled
And you’ll do anything to her
To get a piece of tail
Do anything, do anything.
You denied patriarchy
I should have seen that as a sign
Later you attacked me
I was victim to a crime
Now I’ll write a song
But I cannot use your name
You still have the power
But mine’s been taken away
Away, away, away.
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BURN IT ALL DOWN
LYRICS:
Fuck you rapist
Fuck you apologist
Fuck you victim blaming, privileged piece of shit
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Fuck your fucking rape culture
Fuck your slut shaming
Fuck you when you say that I'm the cause
Fuck your blaming
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Burn it all down, burn it all down
Burn it all down, burn it all down
Fuck you shitty manarchist
Fuck your collective
Women get assaulted
And you don't give a shit
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Mommy's gonna pay the rent
You privileged little white boy
Fuck your entitlement
You shitty fucking ally
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Burn it all down, burn it all down
Burn it all down, burn it all down
Fuck your new age bullshit
Fuck your positive thinking
Fuck you when you say that she was raped ‘cause she was drinking
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Fuck your patriarchy
And your colonizer mindset
You think the world’s your playground
And women’s bodies are your playthings?
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Burn it all down, burn it all down
Burn it all down, burn it all down
Fuck your derailment
You fucking misogynist
You say that I'm telling tales
You say that I'm talking shit
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Fuck you white-collar rapist
Fuck you blue-collar rapist
Fuck you union member rapist
Fuck you management rapist
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
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