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My belly button showed
The body they thought they owned
Has a mind of her own
‘The nerve she got, what a ****’
Don’t know my name, do ya
Then what is it to ya
‘Bodily autonomy, what is that?
Is it that feminist kind of crap?’
You can start a rumour
You can burn my fucking name
Screw me over, for all I care
I’m empowered by myself
I’m not your puppet
Whispers and side-eyes
Makes u wonder what will arise
Uncertainty floods ur mind
until u realise u dont fucking care
Bet you don’t feel shame, do ya?
‘Cause what is it to ya
They are blind
They are a little behind
They don’t know how to survive
Without a girl on their mind
You can start a rumour
You can burn my fucking name
screw me over, for all I care
I’m empowered by myself
I’m not your puppet
Spread a rumour
Burn my name
Screw me over for all I care
Just back off
Mock me
Shame me
For all I care
Just back off