White Boy Syndrome Songtext
von Sinclair

My body my choice
Means something different if you′re red or blue
I'm not exactly sure why
But don′t think too hard and bam it's true
We don't stand for shit
But we′re rewriting the whole alphabet
I think I′m catching on
But I've made zero sense of all of it

Runaways and badass bitches pull through
I′ve got their posters
Hanging in my room
I'd like to ask em what the hell do I do?


Tell me this is all in my head
My head
Motherfuckers faking Tourette′s
What's next?
White boy syndrome′s going around
You don't have to be white to have it somehow
I guess I might as well
Turn out the light

My body my choice
Is something said when it's convenient
Is the point of safe spaces that we′re watering our weakness?
If you say people are much more than just a pronoun
Well, you′re wrong that's half of our identity or maybe more now

Runaways and badass bitches pull through
Not sure bout me and you

Tell me this is all in my head
My head
Motherfuckers faking Tourette′s
What's next?
White boy syndrome′s going around
You don't have to be white to have it somehow
I guess I might as well
Turn out the light


Don′t think baby turn out the lights
Your mama's gonna sing you a lullaby
Don't think baby turn out the lights
Your daddy′s gonna sing you a lullaby
Don′t think baby turn out the lights
The government will sing you a lullaby
Don't think baby
Don′t think baby

When I tell my story of how hard it was to come out to my family
Everybody's all"Sinclair I′m very sorry"
But if I think people have the right to choose what's best for them
I′m told that I'm a privileged bitch and can't use words like oppression
Is it that we celebrate the victims of society
And now we all want desperately to have the saddest sob story?

Tell me this is all in my head
My head
Motherfuckers faking Tourette′s

What′s next?
White boy syndrome's going around
You don′t have to be white to have it somehow
I guess I might as well
Turn out the light