Do you ever wonder why
I only show up in blurry photographs
Why i feel i have to hide,
When others' perceptions give me panic attacks
So when i am out i'm out behind trees
I'll hide in the forest where i can be free
Maybe to you it sounds a little strange
But maybe i can't be
A supermodel skinny, kinda pretty girl
Maybe i wanna be
A cryptid, maybe i don't wanna exist in this world
When everyone's comments turn into scars
When everyone lies and says be who you are
What if i wanna be a cryptid
Maybe my ideal body is bigfoot's
Do you think that i'd still hate my body
If i grew wings and disappeared into the sky
I don't think anybody's words would matter
When i could swoop down and kill them from 30 feet high
So when i feel sad i'll screech in the night
Confuse all my neighbors or give them a fright
Then wonder why they think i'm a little strange
Maybe i can't be
A supermodel skinny, kinda pretty girl
Maybe i wanna be
A cryptid, maybe i don't wanna exist in this world
When everyone's comments turn into scars
When everyone lies and says be who you are
What if i wanna be a cryptid
Maybe my ideal body is mothman's
Lately i've been putting the cry in cryptid
Wishing i could melt into swamps
Beady red eyes can't see beauty standards
And stealing someone's skin would hide all my flaws
Maybe i can't be
A supermodel skinny kinda pretty girl
Maybe i wanna be
A cryptid, maybe i don't wanna exist in this world
When everyone's comments turn into scars
When everyone lies and says be who you are
What if i wanna be a cryptid
Maybe my ideal body is mothman's