Crab man! - crab man! - Crab man!
They yelled at me on my sister's wedding
They yelled at me, for they saw me wearing
A shell over my insecure skin
They ask me not to hide from my kin
Must remain comfortable in a family gathering
surprise not in case we bring a scale
dont be nervous, fail freely young man!
Imagine what faces they make
and how they weigh things with their eyes
Cant help it When the scale Start tilting
More and more over to the other side
Yes, this is the life of a crab man
who had grown keratin shells for his skin.
Ask if he's tired of living with people
who weighs shells with their own judgemental skin
But just at the end of every occasion
I grow a shell, thicker than the last one
Just like a crab changing it's shell
I prepare myself - for another season