Two women looking, for a piece of love.
Then be discriminated, unlike a man and woman looking, for a piece of love.
We go out in pubic to show how beautiful we are — I will say
this will be our destruction if we don’t have a piece of love.
Why do others care who we love? Religion? Population?
What will make them leave us alone so we can have piece of love?
The fight is never over, I swear to you,
but for now I will still crave for her piece of love.
They think our love breaks the rules they’re used to,
but we still will dance with our souls for our piece of love.

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