Wishful Thinking - DEMO

I haven't felt okay in years
I drink and smoke away the tears
A living fucking wreck since age 14

Turn up the song so I stop feeling
Staring holes into the ceiling
Begging that I'll soon drift off to sleep

But when I close my eyes all I see are nightmares

I wish that I could spread my wings and fly and
I wish that this fucking skin really felt like mine
But I know that
Wishful thinking
Doesn't lead to
Anything ever
Happening at all

Duality within my head
A fine young man is lying dead
And I'm the fair maiden holding the gun

Reality is choking me
Rallied by systems that fail to see
I know myself better than they ever could

When I look in the mirror all I see are nightmares

I wish that I could spread my wings and fly and
I wish that this fucking skin really felt like mine
But I know that
Wishful thinking
Doesn't lead to
Anything ever
Happening at all

So what am I supposed to do
A woman on the inside
But not from any other point of view

I've become a husk of a human
Lost in shitty punk rock songs
So I do the only thing I can

I play my songs
For anyone who cares to listen
Or sing along
But there's still something that I'm missing

No perfect shape or pretty voice
Just a mess of hellish noise
But somehow that makes me feel okay

The miniskirts and pantyhose
My true shape beneath baggy clothes
Why can't I just look like a girl

Because when I go outside all I see are nightmares

I wish that I could spread my wings and fly and
I wish that this fucking skin really felt like mine
But I know that
wishful thinking
Doesn't lead to
Anything
Happening at all

Oh why can't
Wishful thinking
Ever lead to
Anything
Happening at all



Credits
Writer(s): Robyn Krowe
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