Define "Woman"

What does the word "woman" really mean?

Does it mean submission to man?

Does it mean preoccupation with beauty?

Or is a woman defined by her spiritual beauty in submission to God?

Is it the way she carries herself?

The way she speaks?

Or is it the way she wonders if she's good enough and then tells herself that, yes, she is?

What is a woman?

What does the word really mean?

Nothing Is Good For You

She's back in that dream again
She's back in that Nothing land...

Nothing ever goes my way
Nothing is what I get these days
Nothing in my pockets
Nothing in my hands
Nothing will change this unpleasant scene
Nothing to cover my eyes with
Nothing will prevent disease
Nothing will comfort and ease
Nothing is as sweet as that kiss on the cheek
Nothing is warm
Nothing is neat
Nothing makes me smile
Nothing's here to visit...and it'll stay for a while
Nothing is great!
Nothing is wonderful!
Nothing I do goes well!
Nothing does what I intend it to do!
Nothing!
You hear me?! NOTHING!
Because Something is too much
And Everything's a waste
And Anything can go wrong
So ask God for Nothing
Trust me, it's magnificent
Nothing is magnificent!
So I shall ask for Nothing
And I shall receive Nothing
I shall want Nothing
I shall need Nothing
Nothing is greater than Anything great could be

Nothing will save me
And it'll save you too
If you let NOTHING
Come between Heaven and you....

Rebel Against Society

I'm rebelling against society
Because I'm sick of the rules;
You can't satisfy one
Without breaking another.
Only God can judge me
And I have faith
In the brain He gave me
And the wisdom with which He supplied me.
I'm trying to start a revolution:
See everyone's greedy,
They want the power to control others
But they can't even control themselves!
They call you a slut, a fag, or demon's child
But if they look at their reflection,
They turn to stone.
They call you fat, too skinny, too tall or short,
But if you poke them in the soul,
They crumble like a sand fort.
They fail to realize
That for each ounce of blood they make you shed,
They lose about two.
They judge your soul
And kill their own.

I'm a rebel against society,
Or so I've been told...