Every 45 seconds a woman is raped
Our sexist culture allows no escape
This violent crime is far from obscurity
When the rate of victims is one in three

Society conditions men to be rapists
And our indifference perpetuates it
With derogatory language that tends to dehumanize
Making it easier for men to victimize

And the pornographic images that help portray
Women as legitimate sexual prey
When sexism is embedded in our judicial system
It's no surprise why the courts won't listen

And the role of attacker and survivor become distorted
So the majority of rapes are never reported

The threat of rape is always there
It's like a poison that saturates the air
A society stricken by a cancerous disease
Where men know they can do as they please

You tell me the punishment for rape
You tell me how much jail time it will take
When one out of three women will be raped
You tell me what it's going to fucking take

Do you see me in my low cut shirt
Or high heel shoes or a miniskirt
Woman is the victim you desire
You say you can't resist your predatory fire

You tell me why I stand guilty and accused
You tell me when I'm beaten and abused
When it's my body that's been raped and defiled
You tell me why I'm the one on trial

Defense attorney: Do you know the man who "allegedly" attacked you?
Victim: Yes, I know the man who raped me.
Defense attorney: And isn't this gentleman a friend of yours?
Victim: Well, I thought he was a friend of mine.
Defense attorney: And were you drinking that night he "allegedly" attacked you?
Victim: I had a drink or two but is that a crime?
Defense attorney: I'll ask the questions if you don't mind!
-What were you wearing? How did you act?
Victim: My wardrobe is not a reason for some guy to attack.
-I didn't act in any way to bring this on. Why am I on trail? What did I do wrong?
Defense attorney: Could you tell the jury why you let this happen?
Victim: I was in shock. I couldn't stop him.
Defense attorney: You claim that you were raped but how do we know?
Victim: I said no, I said no, I said no, no, no!
Defense attorney: Isn't it true you're just a woman scorned?
Victim: I'm a woman who's been raped and torn.
Defense attorney: Your honor, I demand that this case be dismissed,
-it all comes down to her word against his!
I may not have bruises all over my body
I may have been drinking while at the party
But when I went to his room I never would have guessed
That he would force my no to mean a yes
You tell me why I'm guilty of this crime
You tell me why the responsibility is mine
When women suffer a second rape during trial
Courts help rapists to violate and defile



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    love this song!!

    horrorpunkeron August 14, 2007   Link
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    i'm sure they do

    formaldehydeKATon April 06, 2009   Link
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    sad but true

    onpunk86on May 21, 2010   Link
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    Incredibly poignant song. I like that they realized a song about rape would be more powerful in a woman's voice.

    Smash rape culture and patriarchy

    Tig45on February 09, 2016   Link
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    I wish they would realize that men are raped too.

    starwarspwnson April 20, 2008   Link

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