Painted Thin - Legacy Of Boxes lyrics

rate me

Passed down in boxes stuffed in closets,

It's a manufactured social tradition:

The systematic silencing, objectifying,

And exploitation of wimmin.

It's not biology but it's part of me.

I was brought up to believe.

I never thought that sex would make me clench my fist.

I thought that hatred felt like this.

Passed down in punches behind closed doors

They fall on baptized purple skin.

Blinded by a fantasy, or a parent or a magazine.

Blinded from our own needs.

It's not biology but it's part of me.

I was brought up to believe.

I never thought that sex would make me clench my fist.

I thought that hatred felt like this.