Does anyone really listen?
Unless I've got something to give them?
A confusing creature made of something?
But maybe it's just my head?
Never-mind, nothing.

Problem is, I'm tired of being rushed in,
I'm not ready for the consequences,
I've been told all I gotta do is tough it,
Pull my big boy ******* up and dive in.

The world wasn't built for my kind,
Hope you know they're all friends of mine,
Far and few between from the other side,
Don't know how to help them thrive, on the outside.

Problem is, I'm tired of being rushed in,
I'm not ready for the consequences,
I've been told all I gotta do is tough it,
Pull my big boy ******* up and dive in.