Uncomfortable from Social Intercourse by GLYSK

Let’s b-b-break this cycle -
She can speak up, speak rough, be tough if it feels right (oh)
Have a break, have a chit chat
Think of all the shit that you spout
Without thinking much about
All the damage you cause
Take a stroll through her brain
Think again before you judge her, say that she’s too much (Yeah. Oh.)

It’s taken years for her to breathe with ease so please don’t m-m-mess with that now
(Did you hear me?)
And as she flees society’s disease, she’s on her knees, she needs to feel free to speak clearly.
(Oh)

Does she make you uncomfortable
Coz she hunts the ball?
(She does her own stunts n' all,
She’ll use the word ‘cunt’ before you do.) Mmmhmm. Haha.
Does she leave you inferior
Coz the fear that ya tried to instil in her
Didn’t work and you’re wearier than you were before you met her?

Why w-w-wait for nightfall?
She can speak out, speak loud, be proud if it feels right (Oh)
If you like a lot of shocked looks in your business
Join her club, substitute the hub
(Coz she’s savagely bored
Of all the bullshit she’s sold,
Lies she’s told that still oppress her, fashioned to repress her) Oh!

It’s taking time to redefine and find alignment in her own m-m-m-m-mind
(Did you hear me?)
And as she turns from this and spurns the gurns she earns from shits
She learns to sit freely and spit, spit clearly.
(Oh)

Does she make you uncomfortable
Coz she hunts the ball?
(She does her own stunts n' all,
She’ll use the word ‘cunt’ before you do.) Mmmhmm. haha.
Does she leave you inferior
Coz the fear that ya tried to instil in her
Didn’t work and you’re wearier than you were before you met her?

• Electronic
• Pop
• electronic pop
• London