Gays Against the Machine Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2020
Lyrics
You judge me, without asking, you won't change, and I'm tired
Expressions of my gender, isn't yours to be bought or sold
This body is a temple, decorated in floral patterns
We're trapped in, cis perceptions, your oppression will die with you
This closet is now your world, and I hold it in my hands
You'll respect my existence, or expect a resistance