Coatrack letra

Your exclusion doesn't need to be proven because it's how I feel, No, how you make me feel.
From that first time, that "hold my stuff" line. How it made me feel, no, how you make me feel.
Is it my job just to hold your arm, to smile and nod? Just a pair of tits, your waifish sidekick?
That's how you make me feel.
So, with a pink ribbon on your birthday, you're made to feel it was your worst day too.

Kill The Man Who Questions - Letras

• A General Lack of Integrity
• A Study In Etilism
• And You Say You Own It?
• Because I'd Probably Fucking Wet Myself
• Census
• Coatrack
• Coming Out In Hardcore
• Dose
• Employee of The Month
• Expiration
• Good Cop, Bad Cop
• Hellfire, Brimstone and Champion Sweatshirts
• Humanitarian Intervention
• I Apologize For My Hunger
• Lips Sewn Shut
• No Excuse
• Pigeon English
• Preaching To The Converted
• Senior Potrait
• Sugar Industry
• There Will Be No Amnesty
• Where's The Alternative?
• White Face
• Work Ethic
• You Say It's Your Birthday
• Your Backlash Against a PC Hysteria Is a Fucking Joke