I came and I wept for my limits
I reached them, I pushed them
You pushed through the edge (The edge, the edge)
What kind of woman would you rather I be?
Docile and waitin' to breed?
I'd rather be that my heart is racing
Wrapped up and know I'm not afraid
I reached them, I pushed them
You pushed through the edge (The edge, the edge)
What kind of woman would you rather I be?
Docile and waitin' to breed?
I'd rather be that my heart is racing
Wrapped up and know I'm not afraid
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