We sit back like they taught us

Why can’t I walk down a street free of suggestion

Why can’t I walk down a street free of suggestion

Is my body my only trait in the eyes of men

In the eyes of men

I’ve got some skin

Do you want to look in

I’ve got some

There lays no reward in what you discover

You spent yourself boy watching me suffer

Suffer your words, suffer your eyes, suffer your hands

Suffer your interpretation of what it is to be a man

I’ve got some skin

You want to look in

I’ve got some

She does nothing to deserve it

He looks at her because he wants to observe it

We sit back like they taught us

We keep quiet like they taught us

He just wants to prove it

She does nothing to remove it

We don’t want anyone to mind us

We play the roles that they assigned us

She does nothing to conceal it

He touches her ’cause he wants to feel it

We blame her for being there

(We’re all here)

(We’re all here)

guilty

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