Fuck it! I'm not sick, I'm not gay I'm not trans, I'm not traumatized So many things that I wish I'd never externalized You're treasured for bearing your soul until it's weaponized I wanna have a good time Keep a few secrets from the 20,000 eyes I'm fucking done with the 2,020 knives I'm over bleeding out, I just wanna feel nice I say none of my songs are about being trans I wish that none of my songs were about a fucked up past Everyone has fucked up pasts, it's not a free pass I wanna party while I still can