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Elevated accessibility Elevated accessibility Elevated accessibility Elevated accessibility Climb up high on a step ladder, it's a School night, he's a Tall white boss with his hair weighed down By the air in that town and a sense of perversion Elevated accessibility Elevated accessibility My foot grinds down, the other swings 'round Each turn bringing recollections of a new Casualty, pressed up or buried deep In this false path as if it's a rite of passage Elevated accessibility Elevated accessibility Think that I was too conditioned Heard too much to know the difference Between what he felt entitled to And what a new body could invite him to Know what it feels like for a girl At her first workplace Know what it feels like for a girl At her first workplace 'Cause I'm starting to find bits and pieces And it stirs up more pain than it releases 'Cause I'll never find every single one of them And I won't accept that getting old is how it should end Know what it feels like for a girl At her first workplace Know what it feels like for a girl At her first workplace Know what it feels like for a girl At her first workplace Know what it feels like for a girl At her first workplace Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history Re-remembering my own history I'm in pieces now I'm in pieces now I'm in pieces now I'm in pieces now I'm in pieces now I'm in pieces now I'm in pieces now I'm in pieces now