Muleta

Why must i into the mold? 
  Why must I do what I am told? 
  Getting tired of expectations 
  Getting tired of trying to fake it 

  I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line 

  Chorus (Coro) : 
  It's no use 
  We`re living in a world of 
  Almost superstars 
  Makes me feel ashamed of 
  What I am and what we are 
  It's alright 
  It's alright 
  It's alright 
  I will find 
  The time, the place, the way, the will 
  To be me 

  Am I delicious to the touch? 
  Am I enough, but not too much? 
  If I take it off real slow? 
  Will you want me so much more? 

  I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line 

  Chorus (Coro). 

  Can't you see it coming 
  The roar of my success? 
  I've been waiting in this 
  Brand new dress 

  I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line 

  Chorus (Coro). 

  (Gracias a renata por esta letra)