Testo di Ass To Grind

What’s this gone from my grasp My ripped up sitting cry My fists of horror blink Your word’s a fucking lie To her it looks amiss To her it’s never right The right to know you can Will write itself all night Baby’s got an ass to grind One’s born every minute’s time What’s all the fucking fuss What’s bothering you now Maybe he’s got a point There’re somethings you don't know Is it empowerming Or thirsty begging troll Can’t daddy settle it Go twirl around the pole ‘cause baby Baby’s got an Ass to grind One’s born every Minute’s time Cry out your mouth To whoever will listen Don’t let them tell you That you’re not a victim