The taste of this cheap lipstick
I'm already feeling sick
My eyelids are completely sticky
Sticky mascara
High heel from someone else's shoe
It's burning me
And there's a ringing in my ears again
These words
Daughter
I wish you were a boy
Daughter
I wish you were a boy
I'm in a foreign skin again
It's raining
But men have everything
There is one thing
And I pray that he wants to nod
Someone wants me
Mommy, please forgive me
There's a guest coming
Daughter
I would rather you were a boy
Daughter
I would rather you were a boy
Daughter
I would rather you were a boy
Daughter
I would rather so that you she was a boy
Forgive me, forgive me
Daughter
I wish you were a boy
Daughter
I wish you were a boy
Daughter
I wish you were she was a boy
Daughter
I'd rather you were a boy
Daughter
I'd rather you were a boy

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