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Heads smashed as lovers kiss, their affection replaced with blood as some dickless fuck shows off his ignorance, his intolerance Amidst confusion, heads still spinning, both still thinking clear Clear enough to know this wasn't random, it wasn't accidental So tough. So cool. Later on that night bragging to his friends about the dykes he fucked up on St Denis They laugh, pat his back, and pour another beer They'd bashed another queer Instilling fear. More fear It was fear that caused it So we try to deny that this hate permeates to this day and there's no way we'll give up on this fight or put up with this shit ever again Meanwhile, back at home, the girls aren't sitting down A week later dozens kiss on that same spot Queers Fags Dykes So where were you then, big man? Aus Songtexte Mania