You like to talk about leading
You like to talk about making waves
Well put some more auto tune on those whines
And sing me a lullaby
Cause you don’t know shit about need
You’ve been handed everything
But still you want sympathy
Cause your lack of talent
Keeps you stationary
Such hypocrisy
Between your words
And that arm piece
Such hypocrisy
Between your words
And that arm piece
You need her beneath you
You love her beneath you
You are one in the same with the patriarchy
Martyr, martyr, self-impressed martyr
Martyr, martyr, self-impressed martyr
You need her beneath you- martyr
You love her beneath you- self-professed
You are one in the same with the patriarchy
I don’t have enough years left
To fix the mess that is your life
I don’t have enough tears left
To flush the privilege from your spine
Enough talk about your bleeding heart
It’s time to learn about earning scars
This hollow beauty has no worth
To move the world first you must hurt
All you do is whine like a spoiled child
Save me your faux empathy
Cause your infidelity
Defines your true quality
Such hypocrisy
Between your words
And that arm piece
Such hypocrisy
Between your words
And that arm piece
You need her beneath you- martyr
You love her beneath you- self-professed
You are one in the same with the patriarchy
I don’t have enough years left
To fix the mess that is your life
I don’t have enough tears left
To flush the privilege from your spine
by xPx
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