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My I.Q. Ani DiFranco
"My I.Q." by Ani DiFranco, released in 1995, is a #FolkRock song exploring themes of self-awareness, intelligence, and societal expectations. DiFranco reflects on personal identity and the pressures to conform. The song features intricate guitar work and candid lyrics, showcasing her unique blend of poetry and music. Its introspective nature resonates with listeners seeking authenticity.
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When i was four years old
They tried to test my i.q
They showed me a picture
Of 3 oranges and a pear
They said
Which one is different?
It does not belong
They taught me different is wrong
But when i was 13 years old
I woke up one morning
Thighs covered in blood
Like a war
Like a warning
That i live in a breakable takeable body
An ever increasingly valuable body
That a woman had come in the night to replace me
Deface me
See
My body is borrowed
Yeah, i got it on loan
For the time in between my mom and some maggots
I don't need anyone to hold me
I can hold my own
I got highways for stretchmarks
See where i've grown
I sing sometimes
Like my life is at stake
'cause you're only as loud
As the noises you make
I'm learning to laugh as hard
As i can listen
'cause silence
Is violence
In women and poor people
If more people were screaming then i could relax
But a good brain ain't diddley
If you don't have the facts
We live in a breakable takeable world
An ever available possible world
And we can make music
Like we can make do
Lyrxo is in a back beat
Backseat to nothing if you're dancing
Especially something stupid
Like i.q
For every lie i unlearn
I learn something new
I sing sometimes for the war that i fight
'cause every tool is a weapon -
If you hold it right
They tried to test my i.q
They showed me a picture
Of 3 oranges and a pear
They said
Which one is different?
It does not belong
They taught me different is wrong
But when i was 13 years old
I woke up one morning
Thighs covered in blood
Like a war
Like a warning
That i live in a breakable takeable body
An ever increasingly valuable body
That a woman had come in the night to replace me
Deface me
See
My body is borrowed
Yeah, i got it on loan
For the time in between my mom and some maggots
I don't need anyone to hold me
I can hold my own
I got highways for stretchmarks
See where i've grown
I sing sometimes
Like my life is at stake
'cause you're only as loud
As the noises you make
I'm learning to laugh as hard
As i can listen
'cause silence
Is violence
In women and poor people
If more people were screaming then i could relax
But a good brain ain't diddley
If you don't have the facts
We live in a breakable takeable world
An ever available possible world
And we can make music
Like we can make do
Lyrxo is in a back beat
Backseat to nothing if you're dancing
Especially something stupid
Like i.q
For every lie i unlearn
I learn something new
I sing sometimes for the war that i fight
'cause every tool is a weapon -
If you hold it right
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