Obnoxious

She’s so obnoxious
She is a pain in you know where
She shouts you and treats you
like you were the worst
Then she cries up regretting her mistake.

She’s so dysfunctional
They are discussing at home
Maybe this is the right time
For an institution,
Or maybe we’ll reach there too late

She’s just a lonely woman
She just have lost her child
She’s been mistreated,
She’s been defeated
She’s tried before but she can’t hold tight

She’s so complicated
She doesn’t want to come out
The preachers do preach her
The beaters do beat her
This time something really got wrong…

Obnoxious woman… where are we going to?
Dysfunctional mother… what are we going to do?
My lonely woman… can I be with you?
Desecrated woman can we mend your heart?
If there is some kind of light… can we search and fight?

She’s desecrated
She’s been told she was made of stone
She didn’t take it for granted
She took a knife and she traced
A line but the stone did cut…

She’s bleeding now
Loosing life to escape the pain
She thought she was bearable
But she felt so miserable
And her family tries in vain…

She’s still alive,
But somehow she’s so absent still
She’s fearing a hell she don’t believe in
She’s so much in pain be cause of her sin
And now she just can’t bear all…

Obnoxious woman… where are we going to?
Dysfunctional mother… what are we going to do?
My lonely woman… can I be with you?
Desecrated woman can we mend your heart?
If there is some kind of light… can we search and fight?

Obnoxiousness comes from our injections…
From the phoniness in our stupid subjections
From the tears we try to hide and wets our restrooms
From the fake name of some folks who do the aggressions