Waking up all blurry brained I sublet these bones
These eyes are windows
This ain't a home
Identity divide
In a prison skin
I call it inborn
They call it sin

Self-hatred bleeds out from the target practice aim
Ostracized and demonized
I slow implode with shame
It's not cosmetic
It goes down to the roots
And if they bury me it won't stop the rising truth

Your moral compass spins
Bending on itself
When the hate comes gnawing
You snap at someone else
Identity divide
In a prison skin
I call it inborn
They call it sin

Self-hatred bleeds out from the target practice aim
Ostracized and demonized
I slow implode with shame
It's not cosmetic
It goes down to the roots
And if they bury me it won't stop the rising truth

They wanna make my voice
They wanna take my voice
But it's just natural
It's a Trans' world
they wanna smother me
with their insecurities
girls will be boys and
boys will be girls


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