Idly By Lyrics
Then the sky opened up, a shit storm called a media blitz. You saw one trans face and you're still throwing that fit. You're a journalist
But you can't find the words to call it?
And no no, she didn't die from you words
It was your actions, no that litany of slurs
It's not so hard to fucking
Call her a girl
I will not stand at attention
I will not be left to your discretion
I will not suffer this indignity at your hands
I will not beg for your acceptance
I will not hide from your resentment
I will not stand idly by and wring my hands
It's not what you think
We're coming back, it's all part of the plan
We've got two fingers crossed and an outstretched hand. We got big dreams
So keep the checks coming
Who'd have thought that we're still left behind, got the white picket fences and then changed their minds
Now the well's dry
And we get nothing
I will not stand at attention
I will not be left to your discretion
I will not suffer this indignity at your hands
I will not beg for your acceptance
I will not hide from your resentment
I will not stand idly by and wring my hands
If we're less than in your eyes, it's a road we travel well
Since get nothing is still your compromise, we will make this for ourselves
I will not stand at attention
I will not be left to your discretion
I will not suffer this indignity at your hands
I will not beg for your acceptance
I will not hide from your resentment
I will not stand idly by and wring my hands
I will not stand idly by and wring my hands
I will not stand idly by and wring my hands
I will not stand idly by and wring my hands