BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD They sell gore and dread; They sell war in red; But they "yuck" at our pain. Ain't it funny how the line gets drawn when it’s coming from our veins. Small minds afraid of a little blood as if it's something new. Shame and silence; pain and violence. This bleeding's what made you! We won't disappear to be free! We won't shrink to get some peace! If you're squeamish, that’s on you! Don’t ask us to hide the truth! "You’re free when they stop looking." Is that a prize? Is that a win? I gotta fade to feel alive? That’s not freedom. THAT'S GIVING IN! Built a cage and called it culture. Told me wait my turn to breathe. Told the bars come down later. HOW 'BOUT DON'T BUILD THEM AROUND ME! We won't disappear to be free! We won't shrink to get some peace! If your dick's the problem, that’s on you! You're getting nothing but the truth! YOUR FEAR'S NOT MY BIOLOGY YOUR SHAME'S NOT MY ANATOMY YOUR FEAR'S NOT MY BIOLOGY YOUR SHAME'S NOT MY ANATOMY I won't disappear to be free. I won't shrink to get some peace. If you're squeamish, that’s on you!!! Don’t ask me to hide the truth! We won't disappear to be free! We won't shrink to get some peace! If your dick's the problem, that’s on you! You're getting nothing but the truth! BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD
