We Came Out Like Tigers - Take Pleasure In The Processes | Текст песни

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I struggle with my own selfishness. My arrogant impulse to prioritise my loved ones over yours. I am grief stricken at the idea that
I will die, when I should be glad I was ever given the chance. I struggle with the expectations of me. I do not want to fit the mould
of a man but I am forced into that shape and people are quickly angry at me when I do not take on the form. Given the freedom I
would out grow it and flourish, as much a sister as a brother, as much a wife as a husband and neither besides, I would not invite
gods or statesmen into my bed...
If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around, maybe that forest won't get cut to the ground. I am sick of singing about cancer, but

his body keeps fucking up, and I'm sick of fighting governments but they keep fucking us. I'm tired of your abhorrent religions, too
long have you exploited our weaknesses. Too long have you censored the books, have you silenced science, condemned the
curious. My heart aches for those that cannot find beauty in the blades of grass, in flustered clouds, in lovers breath, that they
must invent gods and monsters. My heart breaks at the actions it inspires. Too long have we been respectful, too long have we
allowed you to exist.


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