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by Cute Puke

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1.
Cute Puke 01:53
I don't have to look good for you, I'm no one's work of art And I don't want to look cute for you, I know that it breaks your heart, so sorry but Sometimes it feels like If I'm not pretty They would rather put a bag on me But I take up space here with this body If I'm not cute then I'd rather be ugly! If you want cute then I'd rather be ugly! I'll live as a monster if that's my only choice Between that and objectification I'm stickin' with my voice All my life I've been told that I should shrink But I won't care what some random asshole thinks I should be horrified when I look at my reflection But I keep my eyes wide, no I don't even blink! It makes you wanna go home and cry Makes you wanna gouge out yr eyes If I'm so ugly why don't you Hunch over bow yr head and puke? I wanna make you puke
2.
Itchin' 01:47
We don't feel like we exist when we're young Cause we're not supposed to When you turn 18 throw our your clothes Throw our your clothes, dresses and bows You'll move to the city and make your new friends Don't tell your father, he won't understand First tell your mother, she already knows If you stay silent you'll be exposed My mother told me that it was fine it's all the same But not to tell my dad, which sounds a lot like shame.
3.
Angry Girls 01:56
I think back to myself new 15 and tell her what to do I can be my own big sister Several years removed Sing louder! Value her more than you've been taught to Ask to kiss her, you really ought to... You were strong once and again you will be Angry girls should be your friends: 1,2,3 Teenage boys won't make amends Angry girls should be yr friends Call the boys out! Lose your self doubt And if you shatter Just know that men will never fucking matter!
4.
No Body Talk 01:40
It's not a social problem not your advice to give it's not up for discussion it's just my body, it's where I live. So, no body talk, nobody. No body talk, nobody! Always hear too much talking Like "you're too ugly for love" When my fat legs are walking I'll stomp you like a bug!
5.
Eyes Sharp 02:08
I keep my eyes sharp, cause you might be there and it's the worst part, I'm never safe here I carry your burden, a heavy curse how much I'm hurting, you better be doing worse. Much worse. IT WASN'T MY FAULT You stole my life, I can't take it back But I can rebuild it Carry your own burden, better watch your neck From the rage in my heart, better keep yr eyes sharp! And I can say "no" louder and stronger than anyone could ignore cause I have grown so much stronger and louder than I was before IT WASN'T MY FAULT
6.
Moon Mom 02:32
I had a dream, she came to me she wore garlands of violets she accepted my silence I find more peace in her moonlit tides than in the sunny sea her waves are rougher crashing than a woman's supposed to be when children stare, are they aware of her beauty and her might? Or do their mouths gape in terror at their own adoration? My astral mother, when we love each other i know there was never shame and we can call it by its name
7.
I keep seeing evil in everyone's faces, like they and a demon melted and switched places. And under my scabs my skin is still burning cause I trusted my shining sun not to hurt me But she did. I stare at the sun through the trees And my feet think to run and hide but the doors are all locked from the outside and i can't get far cause i still can't drive but i know-- I'm a bad houseguest You're a gracious host But 12 hours off schedule I start seeing ghosts I'm a bad houseguest You're a lovely home But 12 hours off schedule I start feeling alone I keep seeing evil in the most mundane places Paranoia fills the gaps in all the empty spaces But under my clothes I still feel colder Cause I trusted death not to tap my shoulder-- But she did.

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Recorded by Oubah, Vee, and Zo in early 2016 at Zo's house in Atlanta, GA.

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released February 7, 2016

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Cute Puke Atlanta, Georgia

Oubah Dougsiyeh: bass/vocals
Vee McConnell: guitar/vocals
Zo Chapman: drums

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