Awkwardly
I've learned to celebrate
These feelings I hate
As signs I'm gonna survive
A world that wants me to die
Adapt and navigate
Fight to make myself some space
Where I can nurture and find
Some parts of my life I don't want to hide
Our humanity is so obscene
Mutilated to fit awkwardly into
The machine
A simple melody
A verse of poetry
Moisture of tears in my eyes
How strange to feel alive
Our humanity is so obscene
Mutilated to fit awkwardly into
The machine
These feelings I hate
As signs I'm gonna survive
A world that wants me to die
Adapt and navigate
Fight to make myself some space
Where I can nurture and find
Some parts of my life I don't want to hide
Our humanity is so obscene
Mutilated to fit awkwardly into
The machine
A simple melody
A verse of poetry
Moisture of tears in my eyes
How strange to feel alive
Our humanity is so obscene
Mutilated to fit awkwardly into
The machine
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Charles Regan
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