Verse 1:
G       D
Friday night
Em             D
Drinking boxed wine
Cmaj7       G         A        Cmaj7
Alone in my apartment blurring time
G              D
The texture of air
   Em         D
Is stale as I stare
   Cmaj7    G       A       Cmaj7
In distress at this body of mine

Chorus:
Am           Em
Catastrophic soft symphony
      G
Rigid dichotomy
        A    Cmaj7
Complex identity
Am                Em
It’s not as simple as either or
    G
I’m both and I’m more
        A         Cmaj7
Most of all I’m unsure

G D Em D Cmaj7 G A Cmaj7

Verse 2:
G              D
I think I’ve become
Em             D
The sort of someone
    Cmaj7       G        A     Cmaj7
Who scared me stiff when I was young
G             D
Soft as a feather
Em              D
Tough like worn leather
Cmaj7    G         A       Cmaj7
Who am I under the Saturday sun

Chorus:
Am         Em
Maleficent social construct
      G
If it is all made up
       A        Cmaj7
Why do I give a xxxx
Am              Em
I don’t want to define myself by
        G
Who I’m not and I’m trying
        A         Cmaj7
This is my battlе cry

G       D
Friday night
Em             D
Drinking boxed wine
Cmaj7       G         A        Cmaj7
Alone in my apartment blurring time
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