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Why can't i walk down a street free of suggestion? |
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Is my body the only trait in the eye's of men? |
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I've got some skin |
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You want to look in |
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There lays no reward in what you discover |
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You spent yourself watching me suffer |
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Suffer you words, suffer your eyes, suffer your hands |
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Suffer your interpretation of what it is to be a man |
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I've got some skin |
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You want to look in |
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She does nothing to deserve it |
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He looks at her cause he wants to observe it |
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We sit back like they taught us |
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We keep quiet like they taught us |
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He just wants he wants to prove it |
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She does nothing to remove it |
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We don't want anyone to mind us |
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So we play the roles that they assigned us |
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She does nothing to conceal it |
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He touches her 'cause he wants to feel it |
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We blame her for being there |
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But we are all here |
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We're all... guilty |