Do I look good for you tonight
Will you accuse me as I hide behind
These layers of disguise in the
Mirrors of my own happiness
I've loved the freedom of being
Inside need a new start and a
Different time something grows
In the space between me and it's
Twisting and changing this
Fragile body
And I wish I had been born a girl
Instead of what I am yes I wish I
Had been born a girl and not
Tehs mess of a man and not this
Mess of a man and not this mess
Of a man
The censorship of my skin is
Screaming inside and from within
There's no room in this world for
A girl like me no place around
There where I fit in
And I wsh I had been born a girl
Instead of what I am yes I wish I
Had been born a girl and not this
Mess of a man and not this mess
Of a man and not this mess of a
Man and not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
Writer(s): Nicholas Allen Jones, Sean Anthony Moore, James Dean Bradfield
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