The Emancipation of Moi
A spit fire with little tolerance for you.
An angry daddy's girl with no daddy to call too.
I ask myself, I ask myself what am I to do?
A beautiful flower in bloom.
A crazy wild weed spreading doom.
I ask myself, I ask myself what am I to do?
A young girl with little power.
A young girl they try to devour.
I ask myself, I ask myself what am I to do?
There is one thing to do.
Sit back and stay strong, I have a life to pursue.
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