I Don't Like My Language

In Any Marginalized Community, Whether People Identify Themselves Or Not Affects Us All.

What Doesn't Bend, Breaks.

People Used To Make Records, As In The Record Of An Event, The Event Of People Playing Music In A Room, And Now Everything's Cross-marketing, Its About Sunglasses And Shoes, Or Guns And Drugs That You Choose.

My Life May Not Be Something Special But It's Never Been Lived Before.

You Rhapsodize About Beauty, And My Eyes Glaze. Everything That I Love Is Ugly. I Mean Really, You Would Be Amazed. Just Do Me A Favor, It's The Least That You Can Do, Just Don't Treat Me Like I Am Something That Happened To You.