Stigma Male
In a perfect world we could just be honest
Speak our minds, unveil our bonnets
And all the gals would just dig my
Honesty about about myself
My slowly declining health
But now I do well with stigma
I live on to tell the tale
Nobody wants to
Reveal their darkest secrets
That theyre some sort of monster
That they're barely alive
Forget and forgive
Leave the past behind you
They are searching for a way to live
I'm just searching for a way to survive
We're used to fights and quarels
Ethical qualms and beartight morals
Like Christ himself, stigmata in our dreams
Cuz we never feel so alive in something
Than when we feel we're surviving something
And a simple life is harder than it seems
I'm a stigma male
I wonder what Tipper Gore meant
Putting warning stickers on our souls
This censorship seems more like torment
No one can fill our holes
We're the ones that are forgotten
We got screws left to unscrew
We're filthy, we are rotten
We are forbidden, we're taboo