I don't want the babies , Just don't burn my body, My child is the organ. Don't take my womb out. Underneath the surface , The drink that he offers, Careful with the poison. Don't take my womb out. The seed that he implanted, Things I didn't ask them , Things I didn't tell her. Dont take my womb out. The seat where I sit is fire, That burned my stomach. Undesired he ignited, Don't take my womb out. But when the white page 's dirty , With fingers of the carbon, check whose hands are matted. Don't take my womb out.