"Her Gender" as written by and Tim Vanhamel....
Can you believe that, she doesn't feel the need
To overcome this mess and forget about the stress
That she has now, when she thinks about the lies
Which made her who's he is, how many time she tried
To be boyish, use tape to flat her breast, living life in closet
And playing with the cars of her brother, who turned into a plant
Liked the tasted of sugar, but now he's using hemp in his backroom
With everything at hand, porno on the telly and every night his hand
Anyway she said: I'm gonna work i out, whatever is the problem, I'm gonna get it out
And now she's here and now they're here now the butcher is here
And they got plans for her body yeah they're going to get her fixed
So she told me about the outcome of her plan, toilet seat up, convenient for a man
She was happy, didn't change her name, everything was fine but running gave her pain
Anyway she said: I'm gonna work it out, whatever is the problem, I'm gonna get it out
And now she's here and now they're here and now the butcher is here

All that comfort is just too much and your eyes took all neon they could take
All you breath is exhaust and gas, all you feed of is bones, offal and trash
I just want to know who she was before, before she became a crystal gazing shrew


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"Her Gender (Fixed)" as written by Tim Vanhamel

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