Sweet Cis Teen
π΅ 1222 characters
β±οΈ 4:33 duration
π ID: 2786244
π Lyrics
Don't wanna be somebody's mother
Don't wanna be a wife
Tell me I'm all that you're scared of
Call me king dyke
"So are you a boy or are you just your trauma?"
I'm not a broken thing or one or the other
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
I can't leave the house every time I bleed per month
Can't reclaim what you don't know as dysphoria
And I don't hate myself
I'm just a dead name, and you're in my way
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
To be trans is to be your own pall bearer
To carry the weight of a dead person around with you
My gender can't speak,
But even if it could,
It'd stay hidden in the corner of every room
Trying to keep quiet anyway
Learn to piece my parts together on an assembly lineβ
Learn to code a language where I am not excluded
If my gender had a pair of arms,
It'd point out all the rallies I didn't get the invitation for
How in the second wave we fought for gender equality
And limited the number to two
If my gender could be sold,
It wouldn't fit inside the pages of ms. magazine
If my gender had legs, it would sprint
Catch up with all the progress that feminism is making
All the FUCKING progress that
T.E.R.F. feminism is making
Don't wanna be a wife
Tell me I'm all that you're scared of
Call me king dyke
"So are you a boy or are you just your trauma?"
I'm not a broken thing or one or the other
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
I can't leave the house every time I bleed per month
Can't reclaim what you don't know as dysphoria
And I don't hate myself
I'm just a dead name, and you're in my way
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
To be trans is to be your own pall bearer
To carry the weight of a dead person around with you
My gender can't speak,
But even if it could,
It'd stay hidden in the corner of every room
Trying to keep quiet anyway
Learn to piece my parts together on an assembly lineβ
Learn to code a language where I am not excluded
If my gender had a pair of arms,
It'd point out all the rallies I didn't get the invitation for
How in the second wave we fought for gender equality
And limited the number to two
If my gender could be sold,
It wouldn't fit inside the pages of ms. magazine
If my gender had legs, it would sprint
Catch up with all the progress that feminism is making
All the FUCKING progress that
T.E.R.F. feminism is making
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.88] Don't wanna be somebody's mother
[00:19.47] Don't wanna be a wife
[00:23.46] Tell me I'm all that you're scared of
[00:26.87] Call me king dyke
[00:30.56] "So are you a boy or are you just your trauma?"
[00:38.22] I'm not a broken thing or one or the other
[00:45.61] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[00:53.25] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[01:15.84] I can't leave the house every time I bleed per month
[01:23.48] Can't reclaim what you don't know as dysphoria
[01:30.65] And I don't hate myself
[01:38.69] I'm just a dead name, and you're in my way
[01:46.12] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[01:53.98] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[02:40.03] To be trans is to be your own pall bearer
[02:43.88] To carry the weight of a dead person around with you
[02:48.15] My gender can't speak,
[02:49.73] But even if it could,
[02:51.27] It'd stay hidden in the corner of every room
[02:54.07] Trying to keep quiet anyway
[02:56.15] Learn to piece my parts together on an assembly lineβ
[03:00.26] Learn to code a language where I am not excluded
[03:03.56] If my gender had a pair of arms,
[03:05.75] It'd point out all the rallies I didn't get the invitation for
[03:09.66] How in the second wave we fought for gender equality
[03:12.72] And limited the number to two
[03:14.79] If my gender could be sold,
[03:16.53] It wouldn't fit inside the pages of ms. magazine
[03:19.65] If my gender had legs, it would sprint
[03:23.24] Catch up with all the progress that feminism is making
[03:27.58] All the FUCKING progress that
[03:30.13] T.E.R.F. feminism is making
[03:32.02]
[00:19.47] Don't wanna be a wife
[00:23.46] Tell me I'm all that you're scared of
[00:26.87] Call me king dyke
[00:30.56] "So are you a boy or are you just your trauma?"
[00:38.22] I'm not a broken thing or one or the other
[00:45.61] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[00:53.25] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[01:15.84] I can't leave the house every time I bleed per month
[01:23.48] Can't reclaim what you don't know as dysphoria
[01:30.65] And I don't hate myself
[01:38.69] I'm just a dead name, and you're in my way
[01:46.12] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[01:53.98] Sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
[02:40.03] To be trans is to be your own pall bearer
[02:43.88] To carry the weight of a dead person around with you
[02:48.15] My gender can't speak,
[02:49.73] But even if it could,
[02:51.27] It'd stay hidden in the corner of every room
[02:54.07] Trying to keep quiet anyway
[02:56.15] Learn to piece my parts together on an assembly lineβ
[03:00.26] Learn to code a language where I am not excluded
[03:03.56] If my gender had a pair of arms,
[03:05.75] It'd point out all the rallies I didn't get the invitation for
[03:09.66] How in the second wave we fought for gender equality
[03:12.72] And limited the number to two
[03:14.79] If my gender could be sold,
[03:16.53] It wouldn't fit inside the pages of ms. magazine
[03:19.65] If my gender had legs, it would sprint
[03:23.24] Catch up with all the progress that feminism is making
[03:27.58] All the FUCKING progress that
[03:30.13] T.E.R.F. feminism is making
[03:32.02]