Legs Crossed Lyrics

I can see right through the self-proclaimed good guys

All their eyes look the same

His gaze sickens me

But worst of all

That silence keeps me safe and small

Because I'm sick of collapsing into myself, pass unnoticed

I'm scared of what they know they could do

I'm sick of my twitching hands, longing to make a fist

I'm sick of swallowing my rage when it threatens to overflow

I want to be more than an adornment or a prize

My body's not unlike theirs

A tool with which to master

I feel myself wasting away

Consumed by this everyday

Until I believe the problem is me

I'm so sick of collapsing into myself, pass unnoticed

I'm scared of what they know they could do

I'm sick of my twitching hands, longing to make a fist

I'm sick of swallowing my rage when it threatens to overflow

Fantasy, a source of power

A place to hide

I am stronger by the hour

And arm myself with my pride

To rise above is to survive

Back to earth

I can't fight

When terms of battle shift to keep me here

So I open my eyes

I know they can feel them burning

How can I rewrite the rules so I can never lose?

Self-certainty is a weapon of victory

Fantasy, a source of power

A place to hide

I am stronger by the hour

And arm myself with my pride

To rise above is to survive