Written and produced by Ed Varga.
Ed Varga on vocals, guitar, bass, drum machine programming
Mixed and mastered by Ed Varga at Tone Generator Studios, San Francisco
Lyrics
The bath of warm wet air
invites us all the strip down
Sea breezes tickle skin that’s bare
I get shy with the crowds around
Street dogs sprint by naked and free
with no worry of their imperfections
My heart wants to turn and flee
instead of letting the sun change my complexion
When I’m bare chested
I’m not what I want to be
and I’m afraid of what you’ll see
and all the exposure and vulnerability
When I take my shirt off
It reveals I’m not a beefcake
I don’t have the body of a heavyweight
or even a welter weight’s shape
There’s nothing I can fake
When I’m shirtless
When I’m shirtless
When I’m shirtless
That guy, so handsome and secure
another looks just like a gladiator
Being someone sure has an allure
So I fantasize a body swapping caper
When I’m bare chested
I’m not what I want to be
and I’m afraid of what you’ll see
and all the exposure and vulnerability
When I take my shirt off
It reveals I’m not a beefcake
I don’t have the body of a heavyweight
or even a welter weight’s shape
There’s nothing I can fake
When I’m shirtless
When I’m shirtless
When I’m shirtless
Now you might have what I don’t got
and there’s no sense trying to be what I’m not
Can I forgive myself for all these flaws
Accept these trans hips and the line of my jaw
When I take my shirt off
It reveals I’m not a beefcake
I don’t have the body of a heavyweight
or even a welter weight’s shape
There’s nothing I can fake
When I’m shirtless
When I’m shirtless
When I’m shirtless