Exhibit: Closed - Gouge Away

What makes you think it’s your decision

To tell someone that they are less of a human?

It’s all dictation from the underground or from the institution

It’s all, «Be yourself but only if it fits within our vision»

To get into their head, to get into their skin

I won’t let you decide what’s human

I won’t let you decide

So fuck off

Get out

Fuck off

Get out

It’s not about what makes you comfortable or what you expect

Expect more

Accept less shit

Another dead, lie in the street

In the name of «family»

Chalk up one more deceased

We see right through you

Transparent flesh

Self-serving sanctity;

How can you stand the sight of your reflection?

Your sense of entitlement is to blame

Tolerance is suppressed

By the same hands, ignorance clenched

Roles and stereotypes that should have been buried in the past

Not the lives of our friends

So fuck off

Get out

Eat shit