Altsemanse - Little Miniskirt | Текст песни

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• Little Miniskirt

It's not like I'm feeling much different,
Than a woman my age, years ago.
Liberated is what you wanna call it,
How about unfairly choked?

'Cause I know some just see my body,
And I every girl I know at some point stopped eating.
I'm not a man hater.
I enjoy them like cake.

But in my position,
I'm the slut,
I'm the bitch,
I'm the whore,
The one you hate.

And there's a name for this kind of man,
A soft one at that:
Womanizer, Casanova, Lothario.

For us it's just a stamp to the head,
For them another notch in the bed.
It's like I’m wearing red, and if I am,
You feel you're the right to touch me,
'Cause I ask for it.

In my little miniskirt,
Think you can have it.
My little miniskirt,
It's mine, all mine.

I know what it's like to have everything,
Taken away from me, my family.

For there was once a man proposing to love all of us,
Instead, he is full of hate,
Towards himself, towards his bait.

And everything he touches is for him,
My mother's soul he devours with a grin.

And when she finds out the child he has taken,
Confronts him, stakes him and breaks him.

All our boxes on the lawn,
Woman shelter for nine months.
Cross the street to the church,
Pray confusedly about what hurts.

Enough to start, a new beginning, for us both.
I thank you, Canada.

We're all going, going, never knowing,
What we had until it's gone.

It's my little miniskirt,
Think you can have it.
My little miniskirt,
It's mine, all mine.

Original song by Braids.

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