Woman on the Verge
I'm a woman with a flower head
I've seen the world in many ways
But mine, mine is best
You can say what you want, go ahead
Is it time to be real, a real person
Not now that real life worsens
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm cracking under pressure like glass
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm melting in this heat like ice
When will these awful days pass
The clocks are melting and the watches too
I think I'm forgetting something
Which happens when I overthink
My eyes forget to blink
Is it time to be real, a real person
Not now that real life worsens
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm cracking under pressure like glass
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm melting in this heat like ice
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm cracking under pressure like glass
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm melting in this heat like ice
When will these awful days pass
I've seen the world in many ways
But mine, mine is best
You can say what you want, go ahead
Is it time to be real, a real person
Not now that real life worsens
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm cracking under pressure like glass
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm melting in this heat like ice
When will these awful days pass
The clocks are melting and the watches too
I think I'm forgetting something
Which happens when I overthink
My eyes forget to blink
Is it time to be real, a real person
Not now that real life worsens
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm cracking under pressure like glass
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm melting in this heat like ice
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm cracking under pressure like glass
When will these awful days pass
Do they not see a woman on the verge
A woman fighting more than one urge
I'm melting in this heat like ice
When will these awful days pass
Credits
Writer(s): Maria Valeria Vijil
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