10 Minutes To Monday - Tennessee Heat
They like it when we're quietI like to make lots of noise
They want us keeping it secret
But I won't give 'em that choice
This is no phobia
It's an uninformed belief
See my chest, I'm out of breath
From walking down the street in the Tennessee heat
They invade our safest spaces
Entitlement and greed
Even those who claim to support us
Lack the sensitivity
We're not who they say we are
We're who we know ourselves to be
See my chest, I'm out of breath
From walking down the street in the Tennessee heat
You say I'm not a man of class
Well you're right, 'cause I'm not a man
But I just don't know why you would
Hate somebody you just don't understand
I'll give everyone another chance
But you've gotten all you can from me
See my chest, I'm out of breath
From walking down the street in the Tennessee heat
The Tennessee heat
The Tennessee heat
See my chest, I'm out of breath
From walking down the street in the Tennessee heat
The Tennessee heat
The Tennessee heat
See my chest, I'm out of breath
From walking down the street in the Tennessee heat
We shout with Ezra Furman
Marsha P. Johnson
Elliot Page
Brigette Lundy-Paine
Laverne Cox
Veondre Mitchell
Wendy Carlos
The Wachowski Sisters
Joslynn Fish
Written by:
Leo Bannow, Max Childress
Publisher:
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