You’re the lonely one and only body in the world
Who can make me, who can break me down into a young girl

You say that upendo is not that easy
And that’s the lesson that wewe teach me
So hypocritical, overly cynical
I’m sick and tired of all your preaching

Who are wewe to tell me, tell me
Who to, to be, to be?

You’re my last bone of contention
That could break at any mention
You’re the last ukuta that will stand tall
‘Til the end of the world

I know wewe only want to own me
And that’s the kind of upendo wewe onyesha me
You tell me one thing and do another
Keep all your secrets undercover

Who are wewe to tell...

I wanna be a bottle blonde
I don’t know why but I feel conned
I wanna be an idle teen
I wish I hadn’t been so clean

I wanna stay inside all day
I want the world to go away
I want blood, guts and chokoleti cake
I wanna be a real fake

Yeah I wish I’d been a, wish I’d been a teen, teen idle
Wish I’d been a prom Queen fighting for the title
Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible
Feeling super, super (super!) suicidal
The wasted years, the wasted youth
The pretty lies, the ugly truth
And the siku has come where I have died
Only to find I’ve come alive

I wanna be a virgin pure
A 21st century whore...

Got a figure like a pinup,
Got a figure like a doll.
Don’t care if wewe think I’m dumb,
I don’t care at all.
Candy kubeba sweetie pie, wanna be adored.
I’m the girl you’d die for.

I’ll chew wewe up and I’ll spit wewe out
Cause that’s what young upendo is all about.
So pull me closer, and kiss me hard
I’m gonna pop your bubblegum heart

I’m miss sugar pink liquor, liquor lips
Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss.
I’m miss sugar pink liquor, liquor lips
I’m gonna be your bubblegum bitch
I’m gonna be your bubblegum bitch

Queentex, latex, I’m your wonder maid
Life gave me some...

I was pulling out my hair
The siku I cut the deal
Chemically calm.
Was I meant to feel happy?
But my life was just about to change.

One life pretending to be
The cow that got the cream.
Oh, everybody said
Marina is a dreamer.
People like to tell wewe what you're gonna be.

It's not my problem if wewe don't see what I see
And I do not give a damn if wewe don't believe.
My problem is my problem.
That I never am happy
Is my problem, is my problem,
On how fast will I succeed.

Are wewe satisfied with an average life?
Do I need to lie to make my way in life?

High achiever don't wewe see?
Baby, nothing comes for free.
They...