​woollen mittens

[Verse 1]
All the spots on my face, they won't go away
I put mountains of cream on them just to feel okay
Tried to sleep for longer to reduce my eye bags
My one week of happiness ain't coming back
Try to accept that I'll always be red
Always be masculine and never perceived as
Something delicate, something non-harmful
Look, I swear to god that I won't be an arsehole

[Verse 2]
Paranoia is common in my daily routine
That bus driver definitely hates me
I think I'm gonna throw up if I get too scared
My first response to sadness is to bе irrepaired
Try to relinquish thosе thoughts in your head
That men will not harm you
But most men will try to appear
Sheepishly tame, only to hurt you
I shan't take this personally I've learnt from the last few
I'll declaw my paws, put on woollen mittens
I'm shamelessly trying to be tame, I'll admit it
I'm not like the rest, I'll be as small as I can
No matter my identity, I'll always be viewed as a man

[Chorus]
(One, two, three, four)
Grow my hair out, shave my face everyday
Cut holes in my chest, if I don't eat the pain will go away
I don't deserve life or the praise that I get
If I try hard to pretend then I'll seem like I am just
Confidently broken, tragically unspoken
An artist in peril, I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls with my teeth, not my claws
Oh, why is it human just to want to be loved by everyone?

[Outro]
Confidently broken, tragically unspoken
An artist in peril, I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls with my teeth, not my claws
Oh, why is it human just to want to be loved by everyone?
Confidently broken, tragically unspoken (All the spots on my face, they won't go away)
An artist in peril, I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls with my teeth, not my claws (I put mountains of cream on them just to feel okay)
Oh, why is it human just to want to be loved by everyone?
Confidently broken, tragically unspoken (All the spots on my face, they won't go away)
An artist in peril, I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls with my teeth, not my claws (I put mountains of cream on them just to feel okay)
Oh, why is it human just to want to be loved by everyone?
Confidently broken, tragically unspoken (All the spots on my face, they won't go away)
An artist in peril, I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls with my teeth, not my claws (I put mountains of cream on them just to feel okay)
Oh, why is it human just to want to be loved by everyone?