Description: Acoustic recording of a song originally written for electric, I feel like the song’s themes are relatively easy to understand if you pay attention to the lyrics (or maybe even the title).
Lyrics:
Have a confession to make,
This was clearly no mistake,
The way you knew me was fake.
I guess it is my big break,
I so need a second take,
No time to slam on the brake.
Why’d you think it’s an attack,
The things inside me I pack
Are just now starting to track.
I for sure will realize
As my worldview realigns
Guess I should have seen the signs…
The skeleton in my closet was me all along
Being stressed out for so looong
I wanna let your fucking normativity fall
Let’s not let our progress stall
Never helped by the pressure,
Which makes me still so unsure,
As part of this erasure.
Conforming made me feel sick,
Each second a loud tick,
Please let me end this odd trick.
I feel there is attraction,
is that true self-expression,
more than just mild reaction?
Self-doubt grew stronger in me,
Who am I in honesty,
What is my identity?
I’m running high (high) on emotion,
While feeling mental recession,
But this is about my passion,
Won’t help them with inaction,
It’s my fucking human right,
Don’t frame it in different light
Screw your political fight,
Forever just fear and fright
The skeleton in my closet was me all along
Being stressed out for so looong
I wanna let your fucking normativity fall
Let’s not let our progress stall
