Barbie Doll - Corday

I will run your race, if you dish it I can take it

But I won’t lick the bottom of your shoe

I will hold on tight, and believe me I will fight

But there’s certain things I just won’t do

You may have a formula a diet for my mind

But why should I be listening to you?

Who gave you the right to be the ruler of my life?

You’re not my God, you’re not my teacher

What gives you the right to be my keeper?

I am a believer in myself you’re a deceiver and I’ve felt

Your power poisoning my mind

I see your soul-sucking shame on you for cornering

The innocent and feeding them your lines

We may be little fish but we know how to swim

So you should not be trying to make us fly

Don’t waste your breath feeding me words I won’t ingest

Don’t point your finger in my face

I won’t be your barbie doll, your teddy bear your little ball

Of clay that you can bend and mold and break

You may try to smother me but I’ve learned from my mother

There are certain things you just can’t take away