Feminine blood, it’s so damn tough, And give my best, it’s not enough. Knowing perfection is one hell of an expectation. Doesn’t comb my sense of dread, Sell myself short with every breath. It’s not healthy, it’s one hell of a limitation.
Feminine blood, it’s so damn tough, And give my best, it’s not enough. Knowing perfection is one hell of an expectation. Doesn’t comb my sense of dread, Sell myself short with every breath. It’s not healthy, it’s one hell of a limitation.