Running out Of
We are over-sexualized
Stigmatized
And really underrated
Since we were kids
Subconsiously
We need to know we could be raped
Stop telling us how to survive
And teach them that we are alive
Stop teaching us how to dress
How to walk
Teach your boys how to think
Without their dicks
Oh, they can be smart once they understand what "no" means
So shut up and eat your tongue
Eat your tongue
It's a body
It's flesh and bones
That doesn't mean you can
When we walk alone
We're running out of
We're running out of
We're running out of
Remember the girls from the 20's that used to draw on their knees?
Hypocrite society
Pretending that we have progressed
Saying that things have changed
Schoolgirls a century later, still can't show their knees
But don't be mad, it's for your own good
The difference is not biological
Between boys and girls, it's psychological
So shut up and eat your tongue
Eat your tongue
It's a body
It's flesh and bones
That doesn't mean you can
When we walk alone
We're running out of
We're running out of
We're running out of...
We're running out of patience
We wanna dress without thinking
If we'll get home that night
If we'll sleep painless that night
We're running out of patience
It's never how they're sick
It has to be her skirt
Her craziness
Her mistake
Stigmatized
And really underrated
Since we were kids
Subconsiously
We need to know we could be raped
Stop telling us how to survive
And teach them that we are alive
Stop teaching us how to dress
How to walk
Teach your boys how to think
Without their dicks
Oh, they can be smart once they understand what "no" means
So shut up and eat your tongue
Eat your tongue
It's a body
It's flesh and bones
That doesn't mean you can
When we walk alone
We're running out of
We're running out of
We're running out of
Remember the girls from the 20's that used to draw on their knees?
Hypocrite society
Pretending that we have progressed
Saying that things have changed
Schoolgirls a century later, still can't show their knees
But don't be mad, it's for your own good
The difference is not biological
Between boys and girls, it's psychological
So shut up and eat your tongue
Eat your tongue
It's a body
It's flesh and bones
That doesn't mean you can
When we walk alone
We're running out of
We're running out of
We're running out of...
We're running out of patience
We wanna dress without thinking
If we'll get home that night
If we'll sleep painless that night
We're running out of patience
It's never how they're sick
It has to be her skirt
Her craziness
Her mistake
Credits
Writer(s): Laura Suárez, Lorenzo Barreras
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