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We evangelize, judge us on expertise
No room for prejudice, between the binary
But then cut and paste, her resume with mine
She’s more experienced, but she makes 7 cents of every dime
Politics, Policy
Punishment for women trying to succeed
Status Quo, misogyny
Overqualified, I think we’ve found our next secretary
The knowledge she’s gained, in constant scrutiny
Every mistake a threat to job security
But then cut and paste in her mistakes with mine
They’re giving me a raise, while only checking out her bottom line
Politics, Policy
Punishment for women who try to take the lead
Status Quo, misogyny
Overqualified, I think we’ve found our next secretary
Politics and policy, drowning in misogyny
Politics and policy, keeping women on their knees
Politics, Policy
Punishment for women who try to take the lead
Status Quo, misogyny
She’s qualified to fuck, but not to fucking run your company
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Hi Score! Headshot! Kill streak! Pwning! noobs like you!
Johnny skipped school for the arcade
no video game that he hasn't played
no job, no kids, no wife, no chores
in life his only goal, achieve the highest score
His parents basement's where he thrives
the only place he's in control
a trophy case built in his mind
accomplishments of a life all virtual!
Fast forward now he's 22
Sponsored by IGN and Code Red Mountain Dew
Parents pretend they used to care
how they love little johnny boy cause he's a millionaire
He'd been a loser all his life
Now he gets paid for pwning noobs
and if he keeps playing things right
maybe tonight he'll get to touch his very first…
MOM I TOLD YOU TO KNOCK WHEN I’M IN MY ROOM!
His parents basement's where he thrives
his old career left at the door
He sure could use an extra life
Turned pro at 18 but retired at 24!
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No privacy, the words at work we speak
Get played like a game of telephone
Whispered disrespect, the cords around your neck
Hanging you on all your hang-ups
Once you succeed, a wave of jealousy
Washes over those that you called friend
Smiling to your face, until you turn away
Judging you from stories in their head
In their heads they’re telling
Lies, crushing the truth between their teeth
Grinding their jaws in perjury
Deceit moves on with every new turn in the wheel
At the Rumor Mill
Like emo songs
You feel you don't belong
Trying so hard to just fit in
Instead of staying strong, you're turning on your own
Find the weakest link and slit their wrists
In their heads they’re telling
Lies, tasting the bitterness of guilt
Your innocence has been killed, for your pride
Find yourself stuck in the wheel of
Lies, watching them crush the truth in their teeth
Grinding their jaws in perjury
Deceit moves on with every new turn in the wheel
At the Rumor Mill
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