Men are everywhere they dominate
Men determine and they debate
Men try to strangle you men try to kill
Not always by weapons they will
Let you decide by yourself how you are going to live
Broken back from the silicone broken legs from the heels
The makeup will shut all your pores and create a mask
Your perfect, your bright you dealt with the task
You good for their wallets, their pockets their pants
You are a great trophy they won all the contests
Look at you now you little nothing
You wrinkled disposable old piece of clothing
They worn you all out, they can polish no more
Your tombstone will serve as your face therefore.