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Verse 1
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So what is it that makes me the fool?
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What does she have that I lack?
Why is my last name a
tease and a wound?
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And my first name is nothing but trash?
Silly for caring, for nesting,
for cracking
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My sturdy chest opened for you
Silly bitch making the cringy mistake
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Of doing what good women do
Verse 2
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The hang of my breast,
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my creases and lines
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The flesh of a woman, a mother divine
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The hang of your head,
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hanged for your crimes
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The rage of a mother, the gruesome divine
Verse 3
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So damn you, so damn you all
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May God strike you down
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May he render you small
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I can't tell you how angry I am
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I'll never forgive that
Verse 4
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Gb
Lo' in the morning, Dolores on paper
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Lolita in my lovely home
Once locked and grumpy,
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a storm of a girl
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Angry and ready to go
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One half my love, one half my mistakes
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And one half the light of my life
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More than the sum of her infinite parts
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A slice of the gruesome di vine
Verse 5
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The hang of my flesh, my creases and lines
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A body, a woman, a mother divine
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The hang of your head,
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hanged for your crimes
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The rage of a woman,
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the gruesome divine
Verse 6
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Goddamn you, goddamn you all
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May he strike you down
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Ab
May he make you so small
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And I couldn't tell you,
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how fucking angry I am
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I'll never forgive the
Verse 7
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What is a woman, what is a girl?
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What is a person at all?
Precious and sacred and terror and mess
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A storm in a jar at the mall
Tell her you love her
and tell her you hate her
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But I don't think you've ever met
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Networks of bugs who conspire to exploit
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The prize of my love and my sweat
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The look in my eyes, my
Verse 8
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creases and lines
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The flesh of a woman, a mother di vine
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The hang of your head,
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hanged for your crimes
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The rage of a mother, the gruesome divine
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Goddamn
Verse 9
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you, God help us all
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May he strike you down
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May he render you small
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I cannot tell you how
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I'll never forgive,
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I don't think that I can
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Starved in your
Verse 10
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soul and so arrogant, still
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That you've never known peace
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and you never will
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Fail ing and flailing with
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your head in the sand
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And still so content to decide what I
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am
Outro 1
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