Cat On Form - Action Happening Lyrics
don't speak to me don't be polite to meyour *****ing smile conceals your violenceits no longer private - our bodies for saleyou think we don't know what's going on here?how do we fit into this?i saw her face falling onto the floora magazine, to fool men into wanting morea neverending cycle of pit stop love and confusion is purejoy for capitaliststhey know your scent, they've planned everything outa haunted house with a vile bubbly soundtracksnap snapbeauty is defined by people with a need to scare and manipulateher body is formed as a commoditya pricetag? this person is not propertyher body for salethe right timethey know when to strikehow do we fit into this?