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parti hoon namaaz do raqaat ki
waqt fajr, farz adaa wajib
allahu akbar
allahu akbar
allahu akbar
bismillah hirrahman nirrahim

I wear hijaab under my skin
It’s the sort of purity that allows you to sin
Protect where you are, hide where you been
farz adaa wajib, qurbatanallah

ashhadoan la ilaha illallah
I paint my skull black
ashhadoan la ilaha illallah
I paint my skull black
ashhadoan la ilaha illallah
for this I get much flack
ashhadoan la ilaha illallah
tiny flakes skitter down my back

Sadaqallahuallazeem
We wore our bodies like clothes
Sadaqallahuallazeem
Sucked on the toes that stuck out in rows
Sadaqallahuallazeem
Put on the attar and smelled like the rose
Sadaqallahuallazeem
Did He hear our prayers only He knows

I am the mother who did not die
To this sort of truth there is no reply


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