Aim is exercise my demons
96 tears on my pillow
I'm a woman, man
I can't spare a square
I wad up these memories like rough drafts
And watch them burn bright as I toss them through my
self-styled force field
Even its ash can't penetrate my atmosphere
If you men had a luteal phase
I bet you'd've sung a song about it long ago
It took me til I was 42 until I knew
My cycle's on haywire time
My cycle's on haywire time
I'm edging past my prime
oh.
oh, how sublime.
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