Why is my delivery for you to open doors for me?
Forceful arms deliberately, discomfort, all that comes to be
I may seem a fragile fool with dainty hands and pointed feet
Buy me jewels and clothes and cars
And strap me tight in the back seat
Empty me to the out drug you need me to be
Leave conformity, survive
All complainers can take five
Welcome to the space and time
Where big pink bows can get degrees
Move yourself around, I hate it
Or else you're gonna come through me
Acclimate to taking orders
Equally from in between
I'll go out and find a future
You stay home and cook and clean
Make believe 'cause you won't find a dog on your leash
Leave conformity, survive
All complainers can take five
Leave conformity, survive
All complainers can take five
Make believe 'cause you won't find a dog on your leash
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