Closet Kids from Live! by Robot Civil War

This one goes out to the kid I saw at the Against! Me show
Underage, trans pride in hand, fights their way to the front row
I wish when I was a kid I'd known the words for how I feel
Suffering blindly in queer ignorance didn't make it less real

The closet's where I keep my dresses
The closet's where I hide my messes
There is no room left for me in there.

This one goes out to the man who told me he was gay
when we'd grown up close, like brothers, in church all the way
I was too scared to face my feelings the years before that night
but I remember we shared a couch and you held me tight

This one goes out to the first man I kissed in my own place
It wasn't the way you imagined as the tears ran down your face
I feared that I couldn't love you the way you needed to be seen
Both our parents wrote us off, broken and obscene

The closet's where I keep my dresses
The closet's where I hide my messes
No room left for me in there.

• Alternative
• Punk
• hardcore punk
• punk rock
• queer
• skate punk
• Chicago