Spin, spin, spin   and then i fucked the world

IT gazed at me me while holding cotton candy in his hand
O' how men have always installed fear in me

Now he sits in his grave with a hand on his chin,
And I stand over him with his out of date condom.

"You can't hurt me anymore ", I say. My shovel hanging over his head.
when I was 13 I became a woman.
spinning.,these perfectly woven words like the cotton candy he fucked me with.
and now his world is mine



Cuz I wont accept to be dumb in life
I rather know hell, then not realize I'm burning.