Starting it again, a boring day
Everything just goes the same way
"He" "Him" "His" are the words spoken
But baby, you're all dearly mistaken.

Lipstick, eyeshadow, eye liner, foundation
For I have to dress up to perfection,
It's time to get wild, emotions.

"Ugh, he's so strict" "I know right?"
They all speak beyond my sight
Are they even worth as much as my hair?
Well anyways, I don't give a care.

Cause the real fun begins when I
Dress-up like a girl, why?
Cause I (wanna be) am a Femboy.

The story began 3yrs ago, in my room
I saw...