We sin to stand tall, yet we feel so small
31, 32… I'm doing this all for you
Drop my shirt on the floor
The mirror smiles back at me encouragingly
But demanding that I should be wanting more
The chest and the arms, oh can you feel me now?
Now you ought to love me more
Now I ought to be loved
Breathing is heavy, palms so sweaty
My grip is rough, my lips too dry
Seeking for pride to swallow (to swallow, to swallow)
We sin to stand tall, yet we feel so small
I know there's no pleasure without a little pain
Still building my confidence on this terrain
No drop of my sweat is wasted in vain
The earth spins around and I'll do it again
We sin to stand tall, yet we feel so small
31, 32… I'm doing this all for you
We sin to stand tall, yet we feel so small
Throw your shirt on the floor
You smile back at me encouragingly
But demanding that I should be wanting more
The breasts and the legs oh I want you to feel me now
Breathing is heavy, palms so sweaty
My grip is rough, your lips too dry
Seeking for pride to swallow
You know, there's no pleasure without a little pain
Still building your confidence on this terrain
No drop of our sweat is wasted in vain
The earth spins around and we'll do it again
When I play with you it don't matter how many times I score
I always lose
Now you ought to love me more
Oh I ought to be loved
When I play with you it don't matter how many times I score
I always lose
Is that all you're gonna give me?

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