Im not afraid to be your lady
Im not afraid to be your whore
Im not afraid to be your future
Im not afraid to be your soil
In which you plant your seed
Flowers, they sprout for me
My fragrance in the breeze
You must nurture me please
Im not afraid to be your baby
Im not afraid to be your strength
Im not afraid to be open wide
Im not afraid to be glutinous
The essence of glue
I will stick to you
Through earthquakes and moods
If ever one thing was true
Im not afraid to wind it, wind it
Im not afraid to keep your pace
Im not afraid to create my queendom
Im not afraid to take my place
Im not afraid
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