It's your birthright to this loudness
It's the lack you'd note between my legs
Out of anger, out of sadness
I plugged my ears and shook my head
You waste that stage
I am so tired of clapping for lackluster men
Who get paid for their age
While I'm worth less for every line upon my skin
Got a tilted education
Seventeen years it took me to see it's all from the same source
So I sought out new information
But the world I walked into was not required to take that course
You waste that stage
I am so tired of clapping for lackluster men
Who get paid for their age
While I'm worth less for every line upon my skin
I know I'm as good as you, I know I'm better
I know I'm as good as you, I know I'm better
I know I'm as good as you, I know I'm better
You waste that stage
I am so tired of clapping for lackluster men
credits
from Mom Friend,
released March 20, 2020
Emily Backus- vocals, guitars, bass
Paul Stevens- drums, synthesizer
Catherine, this is mighty outstanding. Bones is certainly the song of our times right now, putting our actions where our words are, turning love into action. Thank you. Money well spent. Chip Donahue
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