Our Bodies, Our Rights

[Verse 1]
You stare at my nails
Count every inch of my skin
Try to write my story
From the outside looking in
You point with your questions
Like I’m some public debate
But this is my heartbeat
Not your headline to create
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of being your warning sign
Your rumor
Your punchline
I’m done asking for a simple right
To live my own life
[Chorus]
Our bodies
Our rights
We decide
We define
We are not your rumor mill
Not your fear
Not your crime
Our choices
Our lives
We are human by design
We’re done being quiet
These are our bodies
Our rights
[Verse 2]
You talk in a whisper
Like I can’t hear every word
Turn me into politics
Erase the person you heard
But I am not your theatre
I won’t perform for your doubt
I’ve carried this truth so long
I’m gonna let it pour out
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of being your warning sign
Your rumor
Your punchline
I’m done begging just to breathe in peace
To walk the street free
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
You see a stranger
I see my name
You see confusion
I see no shame
You see an issue
I see my face
[low vocal register] I’m done asking politely
[crescendo] I’m taking up space
[Chorus]

pop, Anthemic pop with bright synths, steady kick, and clean rhythm guitar. Verses stay tight and conversational; pre-chorus builds with rising pads and a climbing bass line. Big, chant-style chorus with gang vocals and claps, then a middle-eight that strips to drums and vocal before everything slams back in. High-energy, defiant, stadium-leaning hook.