Las Bragas

Tired, disheveled,
I go out on the street with my face covered
I want to play being someone else
I want to own myself without anyone telling me
crazy

Dizzy, disoriented
I go out at night but I feel like nothing happens here
I want to fill the void
I want to let myself go and search for what I feel
mine

I would like to see your face if I kill your desires
what you want from me
I would like to see your face if I kill your desires
what you want from me
to kill your desires

Changed, disordered
In the mirror I look at myself with my mouth painted
I am no longer that girl
and I can't pretend I'm still that good girl

I could give you three turns if I felt like it
what you want from me
don't let your legs tremble when I show my claws what you fear from me
don't be filled with fear if I take off the mask
if suddenly one night I get up to your sister
and I take off her panties
I take off her panties

I could give you three turns if I felt like it
what you want from me
don't let your legs tremble when I show my claws what you fear from me
don't be filled with fear if I take off the mask
if suddenly one night I get up to your sister
and she wakes up in my bed
with her mouth painted
disheveled all over
and I give her three spanks