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They oppress, obsess and stress, could give a fuck less, as long as they can get you to undress, caress, your breasts, give you 2 pumps and a squirt, then make a mess, pearl necklace, fragile Lil egos , flex after sex, thinking 7 inches is being blessed, have to be the best, watch them literally pound their chest, can't make fun of them, nor say things, even in jest, Don't act like you are not impressed. Make them feel depressed, or else you're a bitch or a whore just like all the rest, they will turn into narcissists, some will raise their fist, make you powerless, till you been hurt enough that you start to stress, feeling worthless, as they make you feel ashamed cuz you were promiscuous, touched by others , like it's your fault that they would molest , call you crazy cuz you age regress, Make you vet and screen every man , make him past the test, before they reach into their wallet for the Durex, [Pre-Chorus} Brainwashed men, raised by brainwashed men, raised by Brainwashed men, raised by brainwashed men, men [chorus] who never knew, what to do, then when, they say i love you, my love is true, cant live without you, and they chase you like Pep pay le pew force you to hide, like a runaway bride, blinded by their pride corner you , by the fireplace. pour you a drink from the bar, reminding you that its cold outside, bury your trauma, locked in treasure chest, not the kind of things you want to confess, cuz though they play checkers, they use your weaknesses, like moves in chess, try to take out the queen, Mother fucker be my guest , try your best, cuz I should've worn a black wedding dress, but they try to chain you, control you, make you stay at home, alone, in an empty nest, while they climb the corporate ladder, they give it to their secretary in the slutty dress, while they give the world to their mistress meetings getting later, stay some nights at the office happens so often his family and friends even notice we choose silence, over violence, his lifestyle , pays for all of this, it simply is what it is , meanwhile cries to his friends, he's insecure If she's still his, they assure him she is, they'll make sure , she's not an adulteress, ease his fears, dinner's ready she sits and waits phoned her, told her, he's staying late while his plates getting colder his friends come over, even hold her, when she's holding back tears, when I cried on his shoulder we both get bolder pushed my head into his lap the nights alone at home i couldn't resist once we kissed longing, and the loneliness, comforting friends, under the comforter pounding me into the mattress , strokes deep and shallow, his tongue knew where to go, ,spit on my clit, sucked on it , nibbled, the skittle a little bit then he licked fast then slow i shook from head to toe he made me flow, over and over again then, when he bent me over, shoved my face into the pillow, so i would know that he's in control then i knelt on the floor stole his soul, he was passionate, I'll never forget, have not one regret, think of it and i still get wet we never got caught, happened a lot, his best friend never did confess, even when we fought never wanted to get it off my chest he wants to be the man of the house, but Daddy doesn’t know what's best, he's clueless, can't find the clitoris, even though he knows where it is, completely useless that’s why women over 40 are emotionless, drool at a man's physique, no longer care about a mans success we don't pull from the cesspool where we used to, harvest throw fish back into the sea so much less more concerned now with how a man carries himself, more than how he is dressed cougars seeking cubs in clubs, so scandalous, to sons friends a seductress, sneaking, into rooms at night, in the darkness, into their beds like a succubus, finally have orgasms from intercourse, hubby wants to cry ,infidelity file for divorce, of course, had 20 years to learn how to fuck, all advice he ignores just cums then snores, wants to know what's going on behind closed doors, but he's a simp , he can cuck, watch me take it from the back, give him eye contact while I'm on all fours give him the dog and the truck, I take the house and kids in the divorce, half his fucking check drinking Coors, leave him too broke for his whores while a man half your age has all that was yours I guess when it rains it pours [Pre-Chorus} Brainwashed men, raised by brainwashed men, raised by Brainwashed men, raised by brainwashed men, men [chorus] who never knew, what to do, then when, they say i love you, my love is true, Can't live without you, and they chase you like Pep pay le pew force you to hide, like a runaway bride, blinded by their pride corner you , by the fireplace. pour you a drink from the bar, reminding you that its cold outside,