Mala Feminista

I’m not happy for you, or for that new girlfriend of yours

I can’t stand that all your exes are hot and know how to dance
I’ve silenced all of them and more, I don’t want to compare myself without winning
I’ve let down the fairy of sisterhood
It’s not personal, it’s just humanity that makes me feel off in general

I’m not happy for you, or for that new girlfriend of yours
I risk losing my card as a good feminist

I think I lack the talent to allow myself to gain weight
Don’t ever call me a fucking ray of light or I’m gonna explode
I don’t feel guilty for being toxic as hell anymore
I don’t want to be empowered, I just want to never see your face again
Never again

I’m not happy for you, or for that new girlfriend of yours
I risk losing my card as a good feminist
I’m not happy for you, or for that new girlfriend of yours
I risk losing my card as a good feminist

Sometimes I wish I could be more like them, stretch my eyes, get my ass and tits done
Sometimes I wish I could be more like them, a little less me and more like anyone, I’d take anyone

I’m not happy for you, or for that new girlfriend of yours
I risk losing my card as a good feminist
I’m not happy for you, or for that new girlfriend of yours
I risk losing my card as a good feminist

Sometimes I wish I could be more like them, stretch my eyes, get my ass and tits done
Sometimes I wish I could be more like them, a little less me and more like anyone, I’d take anyone