Trash

Too gay for girls
Too queer for boys
Too weird, I'm too weird
Too open, yet cold
Too free for vows
Too anxious for love
Too weird, I'm too weird
To open that door

I'm shaking my sad ass
So sorry that i can't relax
Surrounded by hypocrites my whole life
I'm shaking my trash ass
So sorry but I won't relax
Your words are muddy river
But i still can see the blood in your eyes

I'm shaking my sad ass
So sorry that i can't relax
Surrounded by hypocrites my whole life
I'm shaking my trash ass
So sorry but I won't relax
Your words are muddy river
But i still can smell the blood on your hands

I'm tra-a-ash
I'm tra-a-ash
I'm tra-a-ash
I'm tra-a-ash
I'm tra-a-ash
I'm tra-a-ash
I'm tra-a-ash
I'm trash, I'm tra-a-ash

Don't share your values
For you I'm trash
Can't be just like you
Conform and smile
Don't share your values
For you I'm trash
Can't be just like you
Conform and smile