62 Million

62 million visits to a website,

Where men swap tips on how to rape their wives.

And you keep telling me,

That I'm way too angry,

I don't think I'm angry enough,

I think I need to buy a knife.

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To make the men some sandwiches,

Because women can't promote violence.

Their hands are only good for,

Holding dicks and washing dishes.

What do you want on your sandwich?

Some ham, cheese, or some arsenic?

Maybe some glass shards and tumeric?

Maybe a used tampon to wash it down with?

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Oh, am I making you uncomfortable?

Wow, that must be horrible.

Imagine how it feels to be seen

As nothing but fuckable?

But I'm a fat bitch with a big mouth,

Who would find me desirable,

But it was never about looks

Only about finding the most vulnerable.

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Men keep trying their damndest to justify

Their violent agenda behind predatory lies...

Saying that women shoudn't have agency,

Saying that teen girls should have more babies.

They'll keep telling you

It's because the birth rate's dropping,

They'll legalize any fucking atrocity,

If it gives them a sense of superiority.

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Because women are too emotional because of our periods,

But we have a bunch of crusty white men thinking with their dicks.

The semen on their latest victim hasn't even dried

Before they're signing more laws to make sex crimes easier to hide.

Is that too disgusting to think about?

Did I make you sick to your stomach?

Imagine how it feels to be thrown down and assaulted,

Having your legs wrenched apart,

Having your body invaded...

And then having a bunch of people not believe you,

When you try to report it.

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62 million men need to be held accountable,

But they'll throw trans people under the bus,

Before rapists will ever be culpable.

So, ladies, keep getting strong,

Keep the warehouses on fire.

Because no one else is coming to topple the empire.

I never want a husband who could wish such evil for me.

I never want to be that vulnerable and victimized in my sleep.

So, don't you come after me

And think I'm weaker than your ego.

Every woman has a breaking point,

And we're all about to blow.