Body Trauma

by Näive Sense

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released August 24, 2016

Recording/Mixing/Producing/Smoking of Pall Malls: Knol Tate
Mastering: Mikey Young
Drum Tech: Josh McKay
Artwork: Brad @ Chancellor Creative
Cover Photo: Lily Krueger

All lyrics by Natalie Grace McKay
All music by Naive Sense:

Natalie Grace Krueger: Vocals, Synths
Tommy Rehbein: Guitar
Noah Paster: Guitar
Mikey Hansen: Bass
Jeff Truckenmiller: Drums

Santino Castagna plays saxophone of F.A.F.
Knol Tate smokes an extra Pall Mall and shouts a little on Wolves

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Track Name: Cold Queer Vengeance
COLD QUEER VENGENCE

Don't breath too deep
I am plaqued with blasphemy
This is just a taste
Of cold queer vengence
Track Name: Kerosene
KEROSENE

I am scorn
I am disease
I am the weight
I am kerosene
Can you feel the fire
Crawling over your skin
This is retribution
We are the sum of all your fears
Your antithesis
The flames of cis nightmares
We set society ablaze
Track Name: Body Trauma
BODY TRAUMA

Paralyzing body trauma
Thrown to violence
Left to rot
I know you don't believe
That you can keep moving forward
For what it's worth
I hope you hear me
You're beautiful
Track Name: Femme As Fuck
FEMME AS FUCK

It's obvious we're threatening
Their fragile masculinity
We're not their fetish
Not their toy
Not their secret jerk off joy
Here's the truth
No one owns us
Femme as fuck
The world is ours
Track Name: Wolves
WOLVES

Everyday I feel the gravity sting
Bleeding hope beneath my skin
Face to face with my own mortality
Wandering the streets in anxiety
The bite of darkness tearing at my skin
Ripped apart and stripped of my humanity
There's no safty
We've been thrown to the wolves
This ain't a story for you feel good fucks
Everyday I'm feeling shit out of luck
Track Name: Paradise
PARADISE

On the shoulders of giants
We look back
To see our sisters bodies
Murdered in the streets
In present tense
We're still fighting
For our lives
This war has just begun
Systematic body desecration
Paradise was never ours
This is prison
And I'm wishing I could tell you
That everything will get better
But when your body's on display
As another ballot measure
It's hard to remember
To hold on and endure
We'll keep moving
Keep loving
Keep fighting until our hearts stop beating
This is our revolution
This is trans liberation
We will endure