The touch taste feeling you gave me That beautiful face And yet still --me Im wearing a skirt that like i'm not asking or telling to your mental privilege taught by misogyny whispers naughty ideas Consent does exist when don't respect Under the influence i needed care but self interest had more value You took what I feel drowned in pride exert and fear felt night cried ran hide he all of them found Ravaged my body Breaking mind Robbing for money time wasted being sweet now shadow shell Turning through h3ll well Nobody knows nobody cares until there's police scare When cry women men just stop stare without batting an eye they say She begged it knowing It's sad know compassion isn't common courtesy