The miseducation of family values.
The suburbs and the nuclear family
Has made your vision all blurry
Don't believe the lies
Coming out queer
I like partying with strangers
Listen up my dear
There is more safety in danger
Christmas is hollow when we follow
Obligations fall flat
I no longer linger
There is no coming back even if you
I'll give you gift
when I want to my dear
on these deaf ears
Don't let this be the waste
of our years
I no longer quiver
Death to the believer
Christian religious deceivers
That family is somehow better
That blood makes us clever
When we've been ostracized for years and years
for beliefs beyond your fears
Ostracized beyond these tears
beg and plead
I like to party with strangers
There is safety in danger
Thursday, December 19, 2013
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