Luyện nghe bài hát Body Love, Pt. 1

I girls who are trying to fit into the social norm
Like squeezing into year's prom dress
I know who are low rise, mac eyeshadow, and binge drinking
I girls that wonder if they're disaster and sexy enough to fit in
I know girls who are fleeing bombs the mosques of their skin
Playing russian with death
It's never to accept
That our bodies are and flawed
But when do we draw the
the knife hits the skin
Isn't it the thing as purging?
Because so obsessed with death
Some just have more guts than others
The funny thing is women us don't shoot
We swallow pills, still to be beautiful at the morgue
Still to put on make-up
Still hoping the mortician finds us f..ckable and attractive
We might as well be buried our shoes
And and scarves, girls
We with death everytime we etch a new tally mark
our skin
I know how to my wrists to reveal a battlefield too
But the time has for us to
Reclaim our
Our deserve more than to be war-torn and collateral
Offering this f..ckdom as a pathetic to say
"I only how to exist when I am wanted"
Girls like us are ever wanted you know
We're used up, and sad, and drunk and
Perpetually waiting by the phone for to pick up
And tell us that we did
We did good.
I know I am because I am
I know I am because I am
I I am because I said am
My is home
My body is
I I am because I said am
I know I am I said am
I know I am I said am