R.I.P.
I can't say everything about it in just one single song.
I can't put how I feel in a package, and sell it back to everyone.
But wait, there's another boy genius who's fucking gone.
I hope the food tastes better in heaven. I know there's lots of rad queer boys up there, and I hope that every time they talk to you they know that they're lucky to be your friend.
Cos look, there's another boy genius who's fucking gone.
And I wouldn't be so fucking mad, so fucking pissed off, if it wasn't so fucking wrong.
It's all fucking wrong.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
But no one said life was easy.
Yeah, but no one said…no one said that nothing's supposed to happen right.
No, no one told me anything to prepare me for fucking this.
There's another boy genius who's fucking gone.
Don't tell me it don't matter, don't tell me it don't matter, don't tell me I've had seven years to get over it.
It won't go away.
It just won't go away.
--Bikini Kill
Matthew Shepard
(December 1, 1976 - October 12, 1998)
I can't put how I feel in a package, and sell it back to everyone.
But wait, there's another boy genius who's fucking gone.
I hope the food tastes better in heaven. I know there's lots of rad queer boys up there, and I hope that every time they talk to you they know that they're lucky to be your friend.
Cos look, there's another boy genius who's fucking gone.
And I wouldn't be so fucking mad, so fucking pissed off, if it wasn't so fucking wrong.
It's all fucking wrong.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
But no one said life was easy.
Yeah, but no one said…no one said that nothing's supposed to happen right.
No, no one told me anything to prepare me for fucking this.
There's another boy genius who's fucking gone.
Don't tell me it don't matter, don't tell me it don't matter, don't tell me I've had seven years to get over it.
It won't go away.
It just won't go away.
--Bikini Kill
Matthew Shepard
(December 1, 1976 - October 12, 1998)