Senorita cries as she
Dances for men
Subjects herself to having
Sex
Demeans herself as she
Shimmies
Dirties her skin as she is
Groped
She sings in her rich
Latin Tounge
But no one wants the HEAR
Her speak
Eyes on her "obscenities"
Oblivious to their contribution
To her self hatred
Everyday she hopes to die
Slowly and painfully
So she can look back on all of
the wrong she's done
Feeding adulterer's fantasies
Fulfilling perverts desires
Slave to all things sinful
One day she will finally see
That she could've left if she
Desired
But, the music called her name
The stage was her love
The rush was her downfall
And playing Senorita was her fame
* I was listening to that song... and all of a sudden this just came out of nowhere* |
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