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DANCE For Your Life (motherfucker)
Hey, you, won’t you kiss my truth; I pray you don’t read past my youth
We believe you’re just to choose; Legal syringe, holy tools
Run for the shadows, death; Hide behind bureaus, breath
You hope will decompose, Lethe; We frighten all with dildos, Beth
Why would you ask to disclose, girl; You pain and shame, my fame, twirl
Squeal like the tame echoes, curl; My colors will all keep unfurl
Scream to chance, fear to tell; Fuck them all, but give them hell
Dance for your life, motherfucker
Dance for your culture flags
Dance for your life, motherfucker
Dance but hold on to your hags
We leave you for you’re not like us; You want attention, don’t make a fuss
You all are selfish, cheating dust; You don’t exist, we are the must
You choose your hate, not our truth; Just like you live you very own muse
We do not want to leave or exclude; They’ll have our back, sharp nail and tooth
We’ll fight for you, support and love; End your heave and hell above
I march along, powerful dove; No better now, exist enough
We live ourselves, massage and cuff; We will stand guard, protective love
Burn all the laws, motherfucker
Burn to protect your lives
Burn all the bigots, motherfucker
Burn to revive our prides
We don’t need you terminology; Your lying life biology
Leave us no epistemology; Your existence annoys our ideology
I’ve never known myself before; You think my mind fit to abhor
Your ignorance no longer restore; I fight your light nevermore
You disavow for opulent bow; I must allow for honest sound
Discomfort reigns their slit eyebrow; Learned self rains, try to expound
“Am I myself,” I lose spellbound; Honest health, internal battle ground
Dance for your life, motherfucker
Dance for your culture drags
Dance for your life motherfucker
Dance but hold on to your bags
Burn all the laws motherfucker
Burn to protect you lives
Burn all the bigots, motherfucker
Burn to revive our prides
We believe you’re just to choose; Legal syringe, holy tools
Run for the shadows, death; Hide behind bureaus, breath
You hope will decompose, Lethe; We frighten all with dildos, Beth
Why would you ask to disclose, girl; You pain and shame, my fame, twirl
Squeal like the tame echoes, curl; My colors will all keep unfurl
Scream to chance, fear to tell; Fuck them all, but give them hell
Dance for your life, motherfucker
Dance for your culture flags
Dance for your life, motherfucker
Dance but hold on to your hags
We leave you for you’re not like us; You want attention, don’t make a fuss
You all are selfish, cheating dust; You don’t exist, we are the must
You choose your hate, not our truth; Just like you live you very own muse
We do not want to leave or exclude; They’ll have our back, sharp nail and tooth
We’ll fight for you, support and love; End your heave and hell above
I march along, powerful dove; No better now, exist enough
We live ourselves, massage and cuff; We will stand guard, protective love
Burn all the laws, motherfucker
Burn to protect your lives
Burn all the bigots, motherfucker
Burn to revive our prides
We don’t need you terminology; Your lying life biology
Leave us no epistemology; Your existence annoys our ideology
I’ve never known myself before; You think my mind fit to abhor
Your ignorance no longer restore; I fight your light nevermore
You disavow for opulent bow; I must allow for honest sound
Discomfort reigns their slit eyebrow; Learned self rains, try to expound
“Am I myself,” I lose spellbound; Honest health, internal battle ground
Dance for your life, motherfucker
Dance for your culture drags
Dance for your life motherfucker
Dance but hold on to your bags
Burn all the laws motherfucker
Burn to protect you lives
Burn all the bigots, motherfucker
Burn to revive our prides
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