Snatch A Style

Bubbling in my skin I feel the pain bleeding out
Cries for my sisters that are buried underground
And I still hear their sounds, sounds of their voice
But the fear that they were living never had no choice
Generational trauma, la mujer asesinada
Gotta protect your mama, gotta connect each other
This the light at the end of the tunnel
Getting you out of the struggle
When the world is falling down I get you out of the rubble
(Huh)

[Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                     

We were leaders once,
Fire in our hands.
Healing, knowledge,
Power in demand.

Then they stole it,
Burned our names.
Called us witches,
Drowned in shame.

Still today—
Shut us up,
Pay us less,
Push us down,
Call us prey.
But we won’t fade away.   Told to be pretty,  But never too smart.  Quiet your voice,  Don’t speak from the heart.
Never complain, Never defy.  Be a good daughter, Be a good wife.
Hide your anger,  Swallow your needs.  Dress up your pain,  And call it “pleased.”
Dress sexy—you're a slut.  Don’t dress up—you’re a prude.  No matter what you do,  You're always wrong.

 [Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                         

I scroll and see it—
Mocking lines.
Too loud, too soft,
Step out of line.

Too ambitious,
Too much fire.
Too emotional,
Called a liar.

Every post—
Same old game.
Every word—
Our worth in chains.  We fight online,
Weapons in words.
Forget the system,
Forget what we’ve learned.  Hey, no more hiding.
No more holding it in.
Say your truth, even when it scares you.
I see your pain, and you don’t have to carry it alone.
Teach your daughters to fight,
teach your sons to respect.
We can tear down the old shit,
we can build something better.
Now is our time — and you, yes you, are the one.
Keep going. Keep rising. You’ve got this. 

{Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]

Queen

[Verse 1]
I need a better life
That will take away my pain
I need a new goal for my life
And the one that you can give
I need some good news 
I need some good news 

[Chorus]
That time I guess I found it
Visit my best friend
I'm going to figure out my life
And then I'm going to be a best friend
I'm going to keep on my knees
And then I'm going to dance
I'm going to put my hands up
And then I'm going to dance
I'm going to go out and have a good time

[Verse 2]
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time
I'm going to go out and have a good time.

ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh 

* I need the sunlight on my face
* I need the ocean’s sweet embrace
* I want a future I can trust
* A little hope, a little love is a must
* I need to feel alive again
* I want the story to begin
Chorus-style lines
 I’m chasing brighter skies
 I’m lifting up my eyes
 I’m finding love inside
 I’m learning not to hide
 I’m reaching for the stars
 I’m healing all my scars
Outro / 
 Feel-good phrases    
 Freedom in my soul
 Joy that makes me whole
 Smiles that never fade
 Dreams I’ve finally made
 A heart that beats in time
 With the rhythm of the divine

ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I need a better life
That will take away my pain
I need a new goal for my life
And the one that you can give
I need some good news 
I need some good news

Good Life

F*** Fame

[Intro]
Don’t ring me twice
Every swipe you send is a desperate lie
I can feel your typing through the screen
It’s itching like static in my spine

[Verse 1]
I’m not your plan, I’m not your Friday plan
I’m a no-show storm with a middle-finger grin
Wanna message? Wanna drop a question?
Tell me why you act like I said “come in”

[Break]
(One, two, three, four)

[Verse 2]
You beg like you’ve been told to win
You’re so “no big deal” with your clueless grin
And every single hint and every line you spin
Is see-through, see-through, see-through, see-through, fake

I block you now, you call it playing hard
You’re just a rerun on a broken card
“No pressure babe, no pressure babe”
But your thumbs keep saying “open up your gate”

[Chorus]
Who brings the snacks when the party drops?
Who leaves the chat when the tension pops?
Who cleans the mess when the mood gets dry?
Who hits the mute when the small talk dies?

[Bridge]
You bought a mattress the week we matched
You’re bold and I should’ve unmatched fast
But I was bored, I would’ve kissed a wall
Or lay down flat on a stranger’s hall

[Verse 3]
Your lines are weak like a stranger’s hall
I ghost it quick, I won’t play your call
Ghost it quick, ghost it quick, ghosting one, two

[Chorus – Reprise]
Who brings the snacks when the party drops?
Who leaves the chat when the tension pops?
Who brings the snacks when the party drops?
Who leaves the chat when the tension pops?

The snacks

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The snacks

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