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Elevated accessibility

Elevated accessibility

Elevated accessibility

Elevated accessibility

Climb up high on a step ladder, it’s a

School night, he’s a

Tall white boss with his hair weighed down

By the air in that town and a sense of perversion

Elevated accessibility

Elevated accessibility

My foot grinds down, the other swings 'round

Each turn bringing recollections of a new

Casualty, pressed up or buried deep

In this false path as if it’s a rite of passage

Elevated accessibility

Elevated accessibility

Think that I was too conditioned

Heard too much to know the difference

Between what he felt entitled to

And what a new body could invite him to

Know what it feels like for a girl

At her first workplace

Know what it feels like for a girl

At her first workplace

'Cause I’m starting to find bits and pieces

And it stirs up more pain than it releases

'Cause I’ll never find every single one of them

And I won’t accept that getting old is how it should end

Know what it feels like for a girl

At her first workplace

Know what it feels like for a girl

At her first workplace

Know what it feels like for a girl

At her first workplace

Know what it feels like for a girl

At her first workplace

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

Re-remembering my own history

I’m in pieces now

I’m in pieces now

I’m in pieces now

I’m in pieces now

I’m in pieces now

I’m in pieces now

I’m in pieces now

I’m in pieces now