& Psykohlogical

[Verse 1: Kid il]

I was brought up by a woman who proved she could live on her own
Dad was out, always working, so she raised me alone
And she never showed her pain, I always knew she was strong

She never stopped trying to help me, worked her fingers to the bone
I'm a little older now, but I still struggle to cope with
How people think that they can just drown out the hopeless

Everyone's equal, but some of us don't want to admit it
And they'll rape a woman just because she seems helpless
How can any man take advantage of a girl with no way to fight?

How do you justify sullying the creation of life?
Do you decide who gives birth? Do you have that right?
Men like us can never imagine what bearing a child feels like

Don't ever dare to presume that you get to decide
Whether a woman will have sex with you, she's not a carnival prize
It's a consensual act, not a need to be satisfied

But some men will still use violence to destroy a woman's life

[Hook: Kid il]

For the pretty women hiding their faces from the light
Putting up a brave front when nothing's really alright
Looking for the positives, searching for the bright

Waiting for a lone streetcar in the dead of the night

[Verse 2: Psykohlogical]

Born in Belle Reve, came down to New Orleans
Creaky streetcar named Desire with no reason or motive
Blanche cries, she's hopeless, while Stanley keeps hitting

Two lives become one, can't change what's already written
Flip the script, scratch the past, change the lights and the scene
Stella for star, Stella, just take a listen to me

I don't know who to believe when all they do is deceive
We sleep together every night but you just brush me and leave
"He's different from the old boys, he's not what you knew,"

That's what I used to say to Blanche until she saw my bruises grow
We hide our fears and our thoughts and my pains in a bottle
Try to make them disappear with a sip and a swallow

They say one, two's the limit, but then sneak in a third
Blanche is lying on the floor, I'm trying to hide what I heard
Another animal ensnared in this dark trap of wires

Just a one way ticket on the streetcar of Desire

[Hook: Psykohlogical]

For the pretty women hiding their faces from the light
Putting up a brave front when nothing's really alright
Looking for the positives, searching for the bright

Waiting for a lone streetcar in the dead of the night

[Verse 3: Kid il]

To the families of rape victims, I pray for you every day
I hope your daughter's wellbeing is $$#ured someday
That she finds the inner strength to push her hardships away

And that she banishes her demons and lives a life without chains
But in the meantime, every voice can spark a flame
Any protest to the attitude that sex is just a game

It's just as bad to see this and to simply turn away
Because regardless of your role, we've all got a part to play
Any man who raises his hand to a woman is scum

Like a guy who goes to a fistfight, forgets a knife, and brings a gun
Collective guilt is reality, and I'm not the only one
Who bears a stereotype for what others of my gender have done

It's animalistic, raw unbridled desire
Untempered, the remnants of a time before fire
Uncivilised, even in their homes, women have to be fighters

It's about time society progressed to something higher