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
Mom Friend - Creed Arms Lyrics
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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
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
Writer: Emily Backus
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