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Male Order Bride
02:56
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My great grandmother was a mail-order bride
she came to this land as another man's prize
but me I am young, and for now I am free.
And I'll hold my breath, for the prairie may cease
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La Luna
04:38
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What if I fall, and there's no one to catch me.
What if I get lost, and there's no one to guide me.
My mind races like a rat in a lab,
my heart is bound to the memory of my grandfather's death.
My grandfather's death.
Prairie, prairie, white ghost
I don't know what pain is,
what is pain?
I don't know what pain is,
can it give me strength?
How much can I hurt?
Can I reach the edge of my nerves?
La Luna still rises and falls
La Luna is beside me now.
She's within and without.
She's my only friend in the dark,
in the dark, in the dark of night.
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You're Ugly
03:24
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You're Ugly
Hello? Is it you? or is it me? I cannot tell the difference between.
You Need Me.
I want it, and I want it now.
I can't Hear You.
Will you love me still?
You're Ugly
I was born this way.
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Nicotine
03:27
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Party America
03:40
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I want to look at pretty things, maybe flowers dresses or rings.
I want to look at pretty things so my mind can be clean.
I want to keep my mind very clean.
Sweep up the trash on the ground, pile it on the other side of town.
Do the same for the lazy lying around lock 'em up they won't make a sound.
If they're far enough away from your house.
Is there a fire in the kitchen? but that's where I'm supposed to be.
Give me a screen or some medication, the temperature won't bother me.
We all have fragile minds, but don't worry dear it improves with time.
Strong hands make the things I like to buy and they're mine all mine.
They're not yours they're mine.
Is there a fire in the kitchen? but that's where I'm supposed to be.
Give me a screen or some medication, the temperature won't bother me.
I want to be a pretty thing, so I can be heard and I can be seen.
I want to be a pretty thing. Can you hear or see me?
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No Hands
03:22
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It's My Body
03:14
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Its my body
I do what I want
Its my body
I do what I want
Its my body
I do what I want and I’ll do what I like even when you tell me don’t
Well I showed up to work with my shorty shorts on
Showed up to church with my booty on
Sent me home screaming S.L.U.T.
But now I praise only myself cause I’m F.R.E.E.
Don’t we all deserve to be
Chorus
The news anchor say
“Ladies don’t play the sexting game”
Its your own damn fault if your picture winds up in flames
But I’m proud of my body and Ill share it with those I choose
If you’re looking at me and I don’t know you
Go ‘head crucify me, just enjoy the view
Chorus
What I choose to wear
What I choose to do
is none of your business
If I’m not crossing you
Gina goes out to the frat party house
She’s looking real good with her low cut blouse
She can’t find her friends its getting late now
She don’t want another drink
But he won’t let her out (he won’t let her out)
Everyone knows what happens now
In the morning Gina’s at the cop shop
They ask a bunch things
Like, “were you wearing that top?”
But Gina my dear, don’t you pay them no mind,
The victims never to blame for such a fucked up crime
Its our bodies
We do what we want
Its our bodies
We wear what we want
Its our bodies
And were not afraid we will not be shamed
(Repeat)
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Sororise Olympia, Washington
Sororize performs a spectacle combining soaring harmonies, erratic choreography, and projection to dig into the dark depths of the american subconscious.
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