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I refuse to believe that it's for me.
I refuse to believe that I benefit.
Why can't you see
Why we're coming to throw a fit?
You've given us taxes.
You've given us divorce.
You tell us this is bliss,
You tell us this with force.
You've given us rape culture.
You've given us more work to do.
Your work hasn't any lure,
And your son's a vulture,
I don't want to marry it.
Can't you see it doesn't fit?
You say this is all for us,
And it makes me want to cuss.