Against Me! - Transgender Dysphoria Blues Album Lyrics


Against Me! Lyrics

Transgender Dysphoria Blues Lyrics
(Lyrics to the Full Album on one page)

Transgender Dysphoria Blues

Your tells are so obvious,
shoulders too broad for a girl.
It keeps you reminded,
helps you remember where you come from.

You want them to notice,
the ragged ends of your summer dress.
You want them to see you
like they see every other girl.
They just see a faggot.
They'll hold their breath not to catch the sick.

Washed off on the coast,
I wish I could've spent the whole day
alone with you.
With you.

You've got no c*nt in your strut.
You've got no hips to shake.
And you know it's obvious,
but we can't choose how we're made.

You want them to notice,
the ragged ends of your summer dress.
You want them to see you
like they see every other girl.
They just see a faggot.
They'll hold their breath not to catch the sick.

Washed off on the coast
I wish I could've spent the whole day
alone with you.
With you.

 

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True Trans

All dressed up and nowhere to go,
Walking the streets all alone.
Another night you wish that you could forget,
Making yourself up as you go along.

Who's gonna take you home tonight?
Who's gonna take you home?
[x2]
Does god bless your transsexual heart, true trans soul rebel?

Yet to be born, you were already dead,
Sleep with a gun beside you in bed.
Follow it through to the obvious end:
See your veins wide open,
You bleed it out.

Who's gonna take you home tonight?
Who's gonna take you home?
[x2]
Does god bless your transsexual heart, true trans soul rebel?

You should've been a mother,
You should've been a wife.
You should've been gone from here years ago,
You should be living a different life.

Who's gonna take you home tonight?
Who's gonna take you home?
[x3]
Does god bless your transsexual heart, true trans soul rebel?
True trans soul rebel!

 

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Unconditional Love

Unraveling, unrolled, a siren in the night
I love the jaundice of your skin
It's perverse plasticity
You make me want to smoke cigarettes
You make me want to drink whiskey

Even if your love was conditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me

My sycophant love song, My authentic desperation
I'm addicted to the feeling, the only kind of steady I believe in
Prison cell exercises, solitary sport entertainment
What makes you think you're going to die any different?

Even if your love was conditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me

Don't worry young suicides, the vultures will pick your bones dry
Half digested and eternal, somewhere lost in the ephemeral
Welcome to the future, an always ice-cold nightmare
Burnt coffee and percocet's, this night too will end

Even if your love was conditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me

 

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Drinking With The Jocks

I'm drinking with the jocks
I'm laughing at the faggots
Just like one of the boys
Swinging my dick in my hand

All of my life, all of my life
Just like I was one of the them

Look at all them bitches, yeah
I'm gonna f*ck them all
Look at all of the pussy, yeah
Fill them up with cum

All of my life, all of my life
Wishing I was one of them

There will always be a difference
Between me and you
Between me and you

All of my life, all of my life

 

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Osama Bin Laden As The Crucified Christ

You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in
Hang like a cross around my neck
You're gonna hang
You're gonna hang

What's the best that you can hope for?
Pity f*cks and table scraps?
Subterfuge and detachment?
A bullet in the head and a bullet in the chest

You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in
Hang like a cross around my neck
You're gonna hang
You're gonna hang

What's the best that you can hope for?
A blind-fold and a ball-gag?
Burnt out eyes, grotesque beauty
A nail through the feet and a nail though the hands

You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in
Hang like a cross around my neck
You're gonna hang
You're gonna hang

 

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F*CKMYLIFE666

The ease of your pose, the grace of your silhouette
The way that your shoulders meet your slender neck

Where would we be without all the distance?
You know I'm already just a skeleton

I don't have the heart to match the one pricked into your finger
Of things made to be destroyed
All moments meant to pass

Don't wanna live without teeth
Don't wanna die without bite
I never wanna say that I regret it
Never wanna say that we grew apart
And never wanna say that the feelings changed

I don't have the heart to match the one pricked into your finger
Of things made to be destroyed
All moments meant to pass

Chipped nail polish and a barbed wire dress
Is your mother proud of your eyelashes,
Silicone chest, and collagen lips?
How would you even recognize me?

I don't have the heart to match the one pricked into your finger
Of things made to be destroyed
All moments meant to pass

I don't have the heart to match the one pricked into your finger
Of things made to be destroyed
All moments meant to pass

No more troubled sleep, there's a brave new world that's raging inside of me

I don't have the heart to match the one pricked into your finger
This, too, will soon slip out of reach
This, too, will soon come to an end.

 

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Dead Friend

Needn't worry about tomorrow anymore, because you're dead.
Does anything still echo? Is there any trace left?
I know she still remembers, she sleeps with your picture by her bed.
They shaved your face and they washed your hair clean,
You were wearing the jacket that I met you in.

How could I not have guessed she would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket?
God damn it. God damn, I miss my dead friend.

We buried your body into the heart of a hole in ground.
John Paul Allison, the orphan boy Pope.
She waits for you to haunt her,
She sleeps with your ghost at night in bed.
When you died, you were only twenty-six,
The most real person that I've ever met.

Your cold dead hands, your cold dead lips,
Your cold dead heart, your cold dead kiss.

 

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Two Coffins

Two coffins for sleep.
One for you, one for me.
We'll get there eventually.

In the dark of our graves our bodies will decay.
I wish you'd never change.

How lucky I ever was to see
the way that you smiled at me.
Your little moon face shining bright at me.
One day soon there'll be nothing left of you and me.

Two coffins for sleep.

Two coffins for sleep.

All the things I have yet to lose will someday be gone too.
Back into annihilation.
All things will fade, maybe it's better off that way.
I wish you'd stay with me.

How lucky I ever was to see
the way that you smiled at me.
Your little moon face shining bright at me.
One day soon there'll be nothing left of you and me.

Two coffins for sleep.

Two coffins for sleep.

How lucky I ever was to see
the way that you smiled at me.
Your little moon face shining bright at me.
One day soon there'll be nothing left of you and me.

Two coffins for sleep.

Two coffins for sleep.

 

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Paralytic States

She could hear them f*cking through those thin hotel walls
?She heard baby?s crying, she heard laughter, she heard sirens
Red and blue lights flashing through those cheap hotel drapes
Blood spilled out on the porcelain
The bathtub?'s overflowing

Paralytic states of dependency
Our waking life?'s just a living dream
Agitated states of amazement
Never quite the woman that she wanted to be
Never quite the woman that she wanted to be

Spread out face down on those stained, cheap hotel sheets
She spent the last years of her life running from the boy she used to be
Cut her face wide open, shaved the bone down, then pumped her lips up exaggerated,
A f*cked up kind of feminine

Paralytic states of dependency
Our waking life?'s just a living dream
Agitated states of amazement
Never quite the woman that she wanted to be
Never quite the woman that she wanted to be

Night time at the hotel, there was fighting in the hall
Thin chain lock to keep the world out, she held her breath till it was gone
Standing naked in front of that hotel bathroom mirror,
In her dysphoria's affection, she still saw her mother'?s son.

Paralytic states of dependency
Our waking life'?s just a living dream
Agitated states of amazement
Never quite the woman that she wanted to be

By the time the ball dropped, it was already over
No resolutions for the new year beginning tomorrow

 

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Black Me Out

I don't ever want to talk that way again,
I don't want to know people like that anymore.
As if there was an obligation,
As if I owed you something.

Black me out.
I want to piss on the walls of your house,
I want to chop those brass rings off your fat f*cking fingers.
As if you were a kingmaker. Black me out.

I don't want to see the world that way anymore,
I don't want to feel that weak and insecure.
As if you were my f*cking pimp,
As if I was your f*cking whore.

Black me out.
I want to piss on the walls of your house,
I want to chop those brass rings off your fat f*cking fingers.
As if you were a kingmaker.
Black me out.
I want to piss on the walls of your house,
I want to chop those brass rings off your fat f*cking fingers.
As if you were a kingmaker. Black me out.

All the young graves filled.
Don't the best stars burn out so bright and so fast?
All the young graves filled.
Don't the best stars burn out so bright and so fast?
Full-body high. I'm never coming down.

Black me out.
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