Crush

Fuck
Shame is what I've learnt to live and breath in
Now every year comes shaming season
Been taught to hide without a reason
Gimme a reason
Hey
You'd rather that it's me I'm hating
A nicer kid on medication
Just 'cause I don't know how to fake it
Why don't I look like you

Now I'm crushing crushing into these pants
'cause if I hit 36, then I don't stand a chance
Just give me a millisecond to adjust my stance
Now is that better
I just wanna fucking dance
Crush

You
You don't look or think like I do
But why should I change, I'm a person too
And that I learned the hard way, so what's your excuse
What's your excuse
So thanks
Now I've got a new perspective
I had to go to Mars to get it
Now tell me sir, what's your directive
What's your directive
Run

Now I'm crushing crushing into myself
For a minute I am normal but it's giving me hell
All the shit I gotta do, so that you can sell
A surgery, a diet, and a couple of pills
Now for 24 years of this shitty ass life
I have given my power
Now you are tied to the altar
Don't whimper, you're making me blush
Better pray for a quick one
Cause it's gonna hurt when I
Crush
Crush