Please please, don’t ask me to speak
I try but my words are weak
This is getting old
And It keeps getting worse
I don’t know, should I rehearse?
My death scene or maybe hers
A suicide note, verse for verse
Or the bible, word for word
I don’t know what else to say
You’re always in my way
My parents thought that I was gay
When I was in the 11th grade
I’m not but at the time I could see why they thought that way
Now if I died ladies would cry over my grave
Please, please don't as me to speak
I try but my words are weak
All proceeds from Julia Julian frontperson Max Ripps' experimental indie pop EP will be donated to Philadelphia Community Bail Fund. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 17, 2020
Art-pop that turns a critical eye on the world, as accessible as it is complex; sales benefit the Southern Poverty Law Center. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2018