Paper Room (feat. Alana McLaughlin & Orange Bloom)
by Floralis
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ALL DONATIONS GIVEN GO TO TRANS AND LGBTQ+ PEOPLE IN GHANA WHO ARE CURRENTLY BEING PERSECUTED BC OF AMERICAN FASCISTS!
A song for all the trans people out there who feel downtrodden.
Graze the fascist's lip!
A song for all the trans people out there who feel downtrodden.
Graze the fascist's lip!
lyrics
When my fingers all gloss over my soft skin,
I’m alone with my thoughts, I’m a living sin
And it’s quiet, there’s a knock at the door girl,
Puff your chest out, and you might have ‘em fooled still,
Silhouettes taunting you through the walls, oh,
Lies are told, when you sift through the news,
And you see other souls putting pens to the noose,
In a paper room, and the ink bleeds through,
If it tears and rips, then I’ll be consumed,
By the crowd as they leer over my costume,
And I’m starting to see
You’re the dread in me,
Towered over me, when you notice me,
I’m supposed to be unseen
Unseen, Unseen, Unseen
As the ink drips onto me,
You can choose what you believe,
I’ll still put my makeup on,
And you’ll listen to her speak
As the ink drips onto me,
You can choose what you believe,
I’ll still put my makeup on,
And you’ll listen to her speak
Goddamn, raise your sissy fists,
Yes the pain exist, graze the fascists lips,
Ruthless anarchist, slam your stake in this,
Fade away in bliss.
I know what I’ve seen, some dead and some bleed,
But just know, nothing ever changes when the boot goes multicoloured,
So we’re tearing at the rubber and we’re building our defences,
In our paper room,
Pink and blue,
Lines the walls,
Eyes peer through,
But tell me,
Ugly or obscene
Tell me what to be ‘cause it fills with me ennui
Never listened anyway ‘cause I won’t ever let you make me
Unseen, unseen, unseen
Alana McLaughlin:
Don’t talk to me about being polite, don’t talk to me about being polite,
I’m exhausted. Every time I walk outside I hear the heckles passing by,
And fake tears, and fake cries, as if being trans affects their lives.
And sweet, sweet child - if you’re still in your shell it’s OK. If you’re still scared it’s OK.
We’re here, and we’re not going anywhere.
Night skies pass through our deep eyes,
And we fall through, and I’ve got you
These four walls fall, form soft threads,
And they’ll wrap you, we’ve still got you
Night skies pass through our deep eyes,
And we fall through, and I’ve got you
These four walls fall, form soft threads,
And they’ll wrap you, we’ve still got you
I’m alone with my thoughts, I’m a living sin
And it’s quiet, there’s a knock at the door girl,
Puff your chest out, and you might have ‘em fooled still,
Silhouettes taunting you through the walls, oh,
Lies are told, when you sift through the news,
And you see other souls putting pens to the noose,
In a paper room, and the ink bleeds through,
If it tears and rips, then I’ll be consumed,
By the crowd as they leer over my costume,
And I’m starting to see
You’re the dread in me,
Towered over me, when you notice me,
I’m supposed to be unseen
Unseen, Unseen, Unseen
As the ink drips onto me,
You can choose what you believe,
I’ll still put my makeup on,
And you’ll listen to her speak
As the ink drips onto me,
You can choose what you believe,
I’ll still put my makeup on,
And you’ll listen to her speak
Goddamn, raise your sissy fists,
Yes the pain exist, graze the fascists lips,
Ruthless anarchist, slam your stake in this,
Fade away in bliss.
I know what I’ve seen, some dead and some bleed,
But just know, nothing ever changes when the boot goes multicoloured,
So we’re tearing at the rubber and we’re building our defences,
In our paper room,
Pink and blue,
Lines the walls,
Eyes peer through,
But tell me,
Ugly or obscene
Tell me what to be ‘cause it fills with me ennui
Never listened anyway ‘cause I won’t ever let you make me
Unseen, unseen, unseen
Alana McLaughlin:
Don’t talk to me about being polite, don’t talk to me about being polite,
I’m exhausted. Every time I walk outside I hear the heckles passing by,
And fake tears, and fake cries, as if being trans affects their lives.
And sweet, sweet child - if you’re still in your shell it’s OK. If you’re still scared it’s OK.
We’re here, and we’re not going anywhere.
Night skies pass through our deep eyes,
And we fall through, and I’ve got you
These four walls fall, form soft threads,
And they’ll wrap you, we’ve still got you
Night skies pass through our deep eyes,
And we fall through, and I’ve got you
These four walls fall, form soft threads,
And they’ll wrap you, we’ve still got you
credits
released May 24, 2023
Produced by Floralis and Orange Bloom
Featuring Alana McLaughlin
Choir section by Floralis, Asher Fynn, Crimson Elliott, Valhalla Kid, Laurent Baeriswyl
Artwork by Rob Brett
Produced by Floralis and Orange Bloom
Featuring Alana McLaughlin
Choir section by Floralis, Asher Fynn, Crimson Elliott, Valhalla Kid, Laurent Baeriswyl
Artwork by Rob Brett
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