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As a kid my favourite movie was Ace Ventura: Pet Detective
And then I was watching it in college as I was transitioning,
And I was really down.
I think I wanted something that was going to bring me up and make me happy
…And then we get to the end.
There is this long scene of him barfing, inducing barfing, brushing his teeth, scraping out his tongue, gargling with mouthwash. Trying to cleanse himself of the fact he has made romantic contact with a trans person.
And then as he’s going to have his scooby doo moment,
He does so by pulling down her skirt
Turning her around
And exposing that her genitals are tucked.
And then we get to the end
And then we get to the end
And then we get to the end
And then we get to the end
And then we get to the end
And then we get to the end.
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The Flowers that Grow
08:01
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They are unanimous in their hate for me and I welcome their hate!
You are the gardener, with the words that you speak,
Of blooms that grow bright, of roots that grow deep
Each painful attack, strength mothered by you,
Each venomous barb, births power anew
These defiant seeds, you cannot halt
My flesh is the soil, you cannot salt
These shoots burst forth, born in hatred
Their search for joy, unabated
Nothing but growth from your violence created
You break through the ground, in order to kill,
But all that you do, is strengthen our will,
Nature mistaken, now fully corrected,
Made strong by your blade, hardened, perfected
These defiant seeds, you cannot halt
My flesh is the soil, you cannot salt
These shoots burst forth, born in hatred
Their search for joy, unabated
Nothing but love by your venom created
The knives they cut deep,
But no blood will flow,
From wounds that are made,
For the flowers that grow
The knives they cut deep,
But no blood will flow,
From wounds that are made,
For the flowers that grow
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Killed
04:15
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Cold, alone, muddy and wet
Left to die, by friends that you met
A voice so free, a song cut so short
And yet in your death, your life they distort
Falling over themselves not to mourn
But to throw you their backhanded scorn
They shout of your end and your fame,
But refuse to remember your name
We know what this tale becomes
We read the words that pound like drums
Yes, your body did succumb
But true mourning never comes
Killed by the dog whistle
Killed by the knife
Killed by the headlines
For living your life
Killed by the dog whistle
Killed by the knife
Killed by the headlines
For living your life
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Choke On Your Hate
04:18
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You need to accuse me
You must interrupt,
Your existence is pure,
Mine is corrupt
What is a woman?
Describe your birth,
Why aren’t you like me?
Acknowledge your curse!
If you cannot stay silent,
And leave us alone,
Then turn your hate inwards,
And burn with your own
Build the pire high,
Build till they see their fate,
Let the smoke rise,
And choke them on their hate,
Build the pire high,
Build it so tall,
Let the smoke rise,
And choke them all
Build the pire high,
Build it so tall,
Let the smoke rise,
And choke them all
Build the pire high,
Build it so tall,
Let the smoke rise,
And choke them all
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Choke on your hate
Choke on your hate
Choke on your hate
Choke on your hate
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
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The Girl That Slept
04:41
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The girl that slept
Through all of her youth
While I lived the nightmare
Refused to see your truth
I left you for dead
Would not let you dance
I enforced your silence
I gave you no chance
You died so young
You fell asleep
I couldn’t wake you
Buried so deep
You died so young
You fell asleep
I couldn’t wake you
Buried so deep
I’m sorry I missed you
That we never met
I’m sorry I crushed you,
With fear and regret
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55 YEARS
The battle has not been won
55 YEARS
The gains can be undone
We do not have a choice
But join the fight or die
They’re coming for us, siblings
So raise your battle cry
Arise, daughters of Marsha!
Lend your voice to the throng
You may think us crazy
But that don’t make us wrong
You hear her call
Your strength will be her fist
You hear her call
You will not be dismissed
We will be your armor
And we will be your shield
We will be the Phalanx
That will refuse to yield
Arise, daughters of Marsha!
Lend your voice to the throng
You may think us crazy
But that don’t make us wrong
Arise, daughters of Marsha!
Lend your voice to the throng
You may think us crazy
But that don’t make us wrong
I have been beaten, I have had my nose broken, I have been thrown in jail, I have lost my job, I have lost my apartment for gay liberation and you all treat me this way, what the fuck’s wrong with you all? Think about that!
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Abomination
04:17
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To you we are abomination,
How dare we ask for liberation?
You act with joyful predation,
Yet in your fear, a new gestation,
Epidemic, plague carriers all,
We infect with hope, with joy we stand tall
Why such dread, when we number so small,
I think you know, your bastions will fall
We did not chose this war,
But with no choice to fight,
If you want our extermination,
Then we will do what is right!
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