Hi, I'm flesh, I'm a cunt
I'm a bag full of blood
My body is my prison
Keep the door locked

Didn't ask for this
I didn't want it, make it stop
Something really isn't working
Even when you dress me up

Cos to me this change is worthless
Fit for someone else's purpose
I'm a mind, nothing else
In dysphoric living hell

Just look at this figure, like it's ever gonna pass
And think about my mind, is it really so masc?
I'm a freak design, I'm a pair mismatched
But if I'm not this I can only be that

Till I made the deduction
Its all a construction
Seems I'm not the only one
Who came to the conclusion
The labels that you place on me are
Nothing but a burden
If you give me duality
I'll have to tear it open

I fight against my height
Crawl inside my flesh
My prison is so tight
Are you surprised I never left?

Yeah maybe this knife
Could really change my life
And take away the stress
A weight all off of my chest

Now listen
I don't need your permission
No proof of my condition
No use in trying to fit in
Now stop looking so threatened
I'm wasn't out to burn you
Hardly touching your buttons
Still lighting up your short fuse

Because of the deduction
Its all a construction
Seems I'm not the only one
Who came to that conclusion
The labels that you place on me are
Nothing but a burden
If you give me duality
I'll have to tear it open

Well if what you're trying to say is you're not really one thing or the other
I'm afraid you'll never find a job
And you'll never find a partner

I have one, you moron, and to them it doesn’t matter
Get your mind out of my groin
Someone ought to tell you that

I'm not a man, or a woman
And I knew it as a teen
You disagree? Go ahead and tell me
What those definitions even mean

If I don't have to fit a stereotype
Can do or wear whatever I like
Then is the point of those words even existing?

To inform random strangers about my genitalia
So when you look at me, that's all that really see
By this part of mine I’m defined completely

Given an entire word, assigned at our birth
To identify with - why? it has no real worth
I think we've established gender is a concept
You can keep yours, so why will you not let

Us who don't identify
With vague ideas and chalk outlines
Just draw our own or step outside
Go to and fro, or as you like

But don't be kept from breaking out
The doors we chose despite the doubt
When it's that or stand against the wall for
Two could not contain us all