paroles de chanson Dead Eyes - Lauren Bousfield

The pronoun they gets dropped
Sometimes from sheer exhaustion
Daily life folded over, into form

An iris blooming
Black out the windows
A joke poorly told
Public rights in action
Public rights in action

Black out the windows
Black out the windows
Black out the windows
Monster, monster

Gendered bodies, wrapped around another, another, another, another
Try to kill me in a hotel
Holiday, trans girl, whatever
Another, another, another, 'nother, this can't be happening

Bodies hemming in objection
Bodies, some kind of recognition
Bodies, public rights, public rights
Bodies, public rights in action

Keep breathing it in, skin-walker
Keep breathing it in, skin-walker
Keep breathing it in, skin-walker
Keep breathing it in, skin-walker

Take our bodies, in the parking lot
Take our bodies, in the parking lot
Take our bodies in the parking lot

Take our bodies, in the parking lot
Take our bodies, in the parking lot
Take our bodies, in the parking lot