zim also sees other of her songs as radqueer, just not as obvious as those 2. like we all fall down and our story

"A voice cries out in despair Is this death or a nightmare? In the end, who even cares?

I’ve always known, I’d die alone They’d cut up my stomach and fill it with stones I’ve always known, I’d die alone They’d cut up my stomach and -

Now, we come apart at the seams (we’ll forget we’ll forget we’ll forget we’ll forget) We’ll forget who we used to be Let’s make our own story Oh, this world is so confusing (and spinning and spinning and spinning and spinning) While it senselessly keeps turning We’ll make our meaning"

"Even when I scream aloud Everyone dances to the sound Ashes to ashes, they all fall down

Even when I’m bleeding out Everyone gathers 'round the spout Just tip me over and pour me out"

both like how people don’t care about radqueers and dont care if they live, or actively want them dead.

and the part with our meaning being about the radqueer community