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lyrics
I read and re-read alone but it never made sense
The pleads for women to give their bodies and lives to young men who do deserve them
But what man is truly deserving of a body which created his very existence?
Reduce divine female energy to an object to which you’re entitled
More than just titles, not just a Daughter, a Wife, a Mother
A persistent urge engrained from birth burrows itself deep into the roots of opportunity
As both lustful violence and morals grapple
But the outcome formulates and is spat out via an Adam’s apple
That’s been rotting to its core since early adolescence
My partner lays restless, breathless at the destructive capabilities of man
And as I console her, I’m a problematic reflection
A projection of a contorted being that plagues her existence
That’s exactly what I am, the product of past generations
A contemplation of the modern man
Tell them to smile because it might never happen
But it has and it does and it will
What was she wearing?
Looks don’t kill
I’m a man regretfully
I’m a man unexceptionally
I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man indefensibly
What was she wearing?
Looks don’t kill
She read and re-read alone, missing, last seen here
In fear of and anticipating becoming another statistic
For she has to create her own sense of safety
Even in a safe district
Consolation via a telephone conversation is unclear
As muffled speech seeps through her tears
And all I offer is a throw away sentence
That spits in the face of reassurance
And disregards the ending to a narrative that is all too familiar to her
And every woman for that matter
I witnessed her soul shatter
I witnessed her sick to the stomach that a man could pluck a woman from where she stood
With the force to unearth her roots
Now her flowers only bloom in the heart of the common
This thing upon me like a flower, a feast
Women aren’t objects to be devoured, deflowered
Pure repulsion personified in power
You use brute force to overpower
Because you can’t stand to see women empowered
Tell them to smile, because it might never happen
But it has and it does and it will
What was she wearing?
Looks don’t kill
I’m a man regretfully
I’m a man unexceptionally
I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man indefensibly
Tell them to smile because it might never happen
But it has and it does and it will
What was she wearing looks don’t kill?
I’m a man regretfully
I’m a man unexceptionally
I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man indefensibly
This album should be required listening for every single person on the planet. Either it will teach you something or will vindicate your feelings, or both. This is punk. This is grunge. Dirty, nasty, true. Brilliant lyrics, boomin' bass, and sick guitar. The drums hit not the ear but the soul. Buy this right now if you haven't, and give them something extra on top if you can afford it. Smaug
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