Orbs - Peculiar, Isn't It? lyrics

X chromosome It's apparent my parents wanted a girl But they got a girlish boy Extra chromosome There's breasts where my chest was, these pink fleshy ma**es Have made themselves at home Hips like my mom (hips like my mom) Equipped for a birthing yet there's no tiny person napping behind this gut Put some sad music on Grab a book, draw a bath, spend an eve with the cats and a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc So dress me up like daughter, oh, oh, oh And talk to me like son, oh Hold my head underwater And tell me "Try and breathe" And now the lines are blurred If there's a great overseer was he drunk at the wheel for my birth? (There's bourbon in its blood, I swear it) Were our courses predetermined Or do the pieces just lay wherever pieces may? So gamble So garnish me with lace But fill me up with dirt You stuff me like a pig And tell me not to gain So gamble on (There's more than one driver at the wheel) So is it true there's Eve Wrapped up inside of me? So dress me up, undress me Paint my outsides like the pretty thing that I'm not