Filming Me Filming You - We Are the Physics

I waste film on you, filming you frame by frame

In nights in cold with colds we sniff to keep the mucus

Filming me filming you (a-ha!)

It cements the closeness that we feel apart

Without a compass, our north becomes repellant

Filming me filming you

The lens steams up — sexism into film

Our big legs projected in the winter

Filming me filming you

The lens steams up — sexism into film

A hand that points and directs by men

Filming me filming you

A ladder, a symbol

We see phallic everywhere