But 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 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 be irrepaired Try to relinquish those 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 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 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 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 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 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 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

I hit a bunny with me car today Not saying that I am okay But I'm doing better than Mr. Hops I wasn't going that fast and it wasn't my fault I caught your back legs Looked in my rear view mirror Saw you writhing around on the tarmac Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god I could've just kept driving I could've pretended it never happened But I couldn't live with myself Its emotional pain Would there be more damage if I didn't know your fate? I talk about damage but my legs aren't broken I'm not on the roadside waiting to be roadkill I turned around, put my hazards on and parked up on veggies and leaves We live in the countryside these things are bound to happen eventually I get out of my car, another car speeds by and flips you over You're still but in another reality I wish this hit you but you're still breathing I could've just kept driving I could've pretended it never happened But I couldn't live with myself Its emotional pain Would there be more damage if I didn't know your fate? I talk about damage but my legs aren't broken I'm not on the roadside waiting to be roadkill My foots above your neck I try not to look in your terrified eyes By looking at my knee It's raised up eternalknee I can't do it I can't do it You're still a baby I can't do it I can't do it I don't know how many blows this is gonna take I can't do it I can't do it You're still a baby I can't do it I can't do it I don't know how many blows this is gonna take I went to pick you up by your tummy You shrieked and squealed like a child begging for mummy You looked into my eyes and I felt paralysed and Didn't know if putting you on the side of the road was the right thing to do I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it You're still a baby I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it I don't know how many blows this is gonna take I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it You're still a baby I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it I don't know how many blows this is gonna take I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it You're still a baby I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it I don't know how many blows this is gonna take I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it You're still a baby I can't do it (Why?) I can't do it I don't know how many blows this is gonna take I should've just kept driving I should've pretended it never happened But I couldn't live with myself It's emotional pain Would there be more damage if I didn't know your fate? I talk about damage but my legs aren't broken I'm not on the roadside waiting to be roadkill