Blood One - Bikini Kill

I don’t owe you nothing

Nothing

Nada Nunca

Means nothing, never

I don’t fit into your dumb words

Language is memory pushing through my skin

Bloody memory that filters everything

Blood is One

Hate is Two

My Pussy is Three, three

That makes you four

Peace, Love and Equality

Your terms

I don’t fit into your fucking words

Your alphabet is spelled with my blood

Your alphabet is spilled with our blood

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

I don’t understand

I don’t understand

I don’t owe you nothing

Nothing

I don’t understand