JOBY - str8, white TRASH Lyrics

Talking about a piece of shit who
Doesn't allow us to be free
However behind his own closed doors
He doesn't know what he believes
Hang up the phone
And then you're all alone but
You still show up to get your pay check
With all the people you
Have screwed over
You wouldn't think that you still go out for some cheap sex
When you knock on the door of the party
It ends automatically
When you bring us down to the ground
Where we can't fight
For our own rights
I know you wanna feel in control
Like you always are whenever you are with your wife
But baby
(Baby)
We are stronger than you think we are
We don't stand for any straight white trash
If you were not so damning of us
It would be slightly more okay
But baby we are really not your toy
So go tell your wife that you like gay
Making all the excuses
We don't even need to hear it
We don't even need to see it
We don't even need to feel it
We don't even need to know makes you so comfortable
We don't even need to learn how you make the shit you earn
Making all the excuses
We don't even need to hear it
We don't even need to see it
We don't even need to feel it
We don't even need to know makes you so comfortable
We don't even need to learn how you make the shit you earn
When you knock on the door of the party
It ends automatically
When you bring us down to the ground
Where we can't fight
For our own rights
I know you wanna feel in control
Like you always are whenever you are with your wife
But baby
(Baby)
We are stronger than you think we are
We don't stand for any straight white trash