[Verse 1] Woke up with a taste like ash, Gum still stuck to the bedsheet. Phag life’s got a way of making You question every shadow that passes—is it judging? [Pre-Chorus] They’ll call you names when they see you walk in, Like I’m some kind of experiment gone wrong. But I ain’t scared, no, not really— Just tired of the world acting like the only way is straight and small. [Chorus] Yeah, I’m a phag, and I’m proud of that shit, Not some joke or punchline to a bad bar trivia. They want to break me? Fine, let ‘em try, I’ll just show up again with my hands in my pockets. [Verse 2] Workplace bathroom smells like disinfectant and fear, Hands on the sink like they’re waiting for a fight. But I’m not here to start one—I’m just here to pee, And if they don’t like it? Well, that’s their problem, not my scene. [Pre-Chorus] They’ll whisper behind your back when you’re not there, Like you’re some kind of sin that needs to be contained. But I ain’t hiding—ain’t no cage gonna hold me tight, I’m just too busy living like the world can’t decide. [Chorus] Yeah, I’m a phag, and I’m proud of that shit, Not some joke or punchline to a bad bar trivia. They want to break me? Fine, let ‘em try, I’ll just show up again with my hands in my pockets. [Bridge] Some nights, I lie there and wonder if they ever really see me— Or if I’m just a version of myself they don’t understand yet. But then the sun comes up, and I’m still standing, Still breathing, still moving like the world can’t tell me what to do. [Outro] So keep your labels, your rules, your straight little lines, I’ll be over here living in the cracks where no one’s looking. And if they ever ask again— Yeah, I’m a phag. And it’s not going away.
