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You fucking piece of meat
[i]You fucking piece of meat:
Thick deep
fill me up to the brink
Over flowing with love
and all the mixture of
I tried to lock myself away
but it didn’t work for me, that way
I closed myself up, I ran from who I am… I tried to change
I pretended to not be me, I went insane
I see so many men; playing all around me
Looking and talking: trying to get my attention
I just want to say “come here you fucking piece of meat”
and let me, mmm well’ you will see
But I am good, I do my work out and I sweat
I push it, I burn and I got this “fuck my pussy is wet”
I pushed harder to get the damn thoughts out of my crazy fucking head
I think of him, I think “what, is this doing to me?”
I am turning into an example: of icecaps melting, from extreme global warming
I am an island; overflowing with floods, in the middle of a hurricane
I am anything but normal, I was never normal from the beginning: what the hell was I thinking
Thick deep
Fill me up to the brink
Over flowing with love
and all the mixture of
I tried to lock myself away
but it didn’t work for me, that way
I closed myself up, I ran from who I am… I tried to change
I pretended to not be me, I went insane
Lori[/i]
Thick deep
fill me up to the brink
Over flowing with love
and all the mixture of
I tried to lock myself away
but it didn’t work for me, that way
I closed myself up, I ran from who I am… I tried to change
I pretended to not be me, I went insane
I see so many men; playing all around me
Looking and talking: trying to get my attention
I just want to say “come here you fucking piece of meat”
and let me, mmm well’ you will see
But I am good, I do my work out and I sweat
I push it, I burn and I got this “fuck my pussy is wet”
I pushed harder to get the damn thoughts out of my crazy fucking head
I think of him, I think “what, is this doing to me?”
I am turning into an example: of icecaps melting, from extreme global warming
I am an island; overflowing with floods, in the middle of a hurricane
I am anything but normal, I was never normal from the beginning: what the hell was I thinking
Thick deep
Fill me up to the brink
Over flowing with love
and all the mixture of
I tried to lock myself away
but it didn’t work for me, that way
I closed myself up, I ran from who I am… I tried to change
I pretended to not be me, I went insane
Lori[/i]
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