Lofi acoustic punk song about white privilege, mansplaining, and why Boomers just don't fucking get it, bro.
What is it with you people?
I know exactly what you need
Just assume that I know best
And let me explain everything
Shut the fuck up
Before you project yourself on me
Shut the fuck up
Before you move the goalposts
Oh look an asshole
Just made a joke
Ask someone who's not white how they feel about it
It's not offensive
Everyone's too sensitive
Ask someone who's not a cis man how they feel about it
Probably didn't mean to colonize
Probably didn't mean to stereotype
But you would never apologize
You'd never really apologize
You won't even apologize
On your death bed
On your death bed
You know I don't see color
When it’s dark, we all turn blue
I think my parents lied to me
They said hard work was everything
That I was owed a princess
And she'd take care of me
But only witches came
And all the frogs have what was promised me
Shut the fuck up
For just once in your life
There must be privilege
For there to be angst
No one owes you anything
Aging is the painful course of realizing
You’re no better than the ones you hate
You had a head start
Probably didn't mean to fetishize
Probably didn't mean to terrorize
But you would never apologize
You'd never really apologize
No, you cannot apologize
On your death bed
On your death bed
Your looming death bed
Your lonely death bedmore