Bomb in a Uterus in a Man in a Woman in a Cat's Body (Riddle Me This, Liberals) (feat. The Spotted Lanternfly Massacre)

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The Convincing Actor

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I'm sorry that I'm tired wet and smelly today
I got a therapy costume, it's my sweater that's gray
But when I go to the bar, I look tall smart and gay
And I don't have no god so there's no praying away
Don't know how sickly I am of being the ghost of a straight
Don't know how fucked I feel of hearing the radio play
You know that only a fascist would find the joy in that shit
It sucks the hard from my dick, it leaves its cum in my spit

But I would tell a dead dog that I love you
That's how much I care, I'd scream it anywhere
I'd carve into a corpse that I love you
That's how much I care, I'd carve it anywhere
I'd write it in the sky with 11 and 175
I'm glad that you're alive
Gotta feel whatcha feel gotta do whatcha do
Baby let's make it me and you

Got the same doctor diagnosing me with trans-related ptsd
Seven times misgendering me
Same session same smile, how the f*ck you live
With that internal encyclopedia fucking my dreams
Now I get you're not perfect, but how the f*ck am I
Supposed to bring up in my therapy, the very shit it dares to be
Dug out the cycle just to pay for another one
A gentrified illness I f*ck depression's elitist son

But I would tell a dead goat that I love you
That's how much I care, I'd scream it anywhere
I'd brand it on my ass that I love you
That's how much I care, I'd brand it anywhere
I'd spell it in semen on a ribcage left in the sun
I wanna have so much fun
And I wanna be loved and I wanna be dreamt with
Blessed with your presence your fetish your stress

I want you to beat the beating blood out my jaw tonight
If not that's cool with your permission I'll pay someone to do it
With your permission I won't care if she packs a high rate
I'd shell it out to have her call me fag and get irate
My blood these days hits brain in rushes like it's 2 hours late
Then sits there anchors mind to base of skull like a lead weight
I'll prove it, hallucinate blue-lit
Conceptions of two-bit portents and entomb it

I know I said it but I'll say it again
My bloodstream's caving in
There are no blessings where I have been
It's a cavernous gap of sin

I'd gargle your skin, blow you like a nose
You can pop me with pins, you can blind me with strobes
Paint me parched out of light, prime me plumped for a blight
Prick me let out of blood, step me sunk in the mud
I got no body left, there's nothing that I'm in
(I know the pain is in sight)
I'll moan it before, and I'll moan it in bed
(I put my ring on its light)
I got no body left, there's nothing that I'm in
(The frame has taken its flight)
I got no body left, there's nothing that I'm in
(My portrait drowns in the light)

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