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Mother
03:29
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They told me stories of my father
And I followed where they wanted
I was soft and I feared them all
Will I ever be a mother?
Every girl is bound to wonder
Or will you pull me the other way?
Sometimes I dream of home
But the memory’s quickly fading
A HOUSE WITH A RED DOOR
Or was it just my imagination
Written in the constellations
I’ll stand alone with my creations
Isn’t that what a mother does?
Still I feel as though I made ya
You were just a hand grenade, but
Soon you could be an atom bomb
All of those I’ve loved
Into the past they keep disappearing
Dark and twisted ghosts
Things I’ll never hold while I’m living
Sometimes it seems like I can see so far
Following a bleeding star
And I’ve been tracing all the miles you’ve flown
How you’ve grown, how you’ve grown
Rage of the world on my shoulders
It has made me a soldier
I can hear their voices in my veins
Burning skies raining on me
Scorched earth like Nagasaki
I have learned how to scream my name
Sometimes I feel so young
Why can’t I have all we were made for?
A woman of the world
And a bullet safe in the chamber
All of those I’ve loved
Into the past they keep disappearing
Dark and twisted ghosts
Things I’ll never hold while I’m living
I was the dragon’s daughter
My blood’s still got that fire
I’ll turn back just to watch them burn
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2. |
Teeth
03:56
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A girl should be in the kitchen
Or maybe cross-stitching
Like if a man should cross me I would make a pin cushion of him
But not today, not today, not today
Who’s gonna pay the price?
I serve it cold as ice
A needle’s eye could make the whole world blind
But not today, not today, not today
Riding with the devil, something feral
I’m living for the metal
And I’ve known I could be no one since they left me alone
I won’t weep, I’ll just repeat
Soon I’m gonna show em my teeth
My t-t-t-teeth
You wonder why I pray
When they’ll all die anyway
Can’t let this picture of my home just fade away
Not today, not today, not today
Howling at the moon’s phases
A girl with many faces
Time blurs, you know, but can’t erase it
Not today, not today, not today
Chorus
Let me be a wild thing
The kind without the fear
Dark wings, dark words
Turn me to steel
Is it true that summer’s over?
I thought this would go much slower
Can’t you hear my brothers laughing?
Running, gasping, and I pass them
Yeah I’m the wolf bitch
You wanna be on my list?
You motherfuckers give my life purpose
Whatchu say? Make my day, make my day
Riding with the devil, something feral
I’m living for the metal
And I’ve known I could be no one since they left me alone
I won’t weep, I’ll just repeat
Soon I’m gonna show em my teeth
Climbing from the ashes
Got the passion
A rock n roll assassin
And I’ve known I could be no one since they left me alone
My pack dies, I survive
Gotta be some reason I’m still alive
If I can’t sleep, I’ll just repeat
Soon I’m gonna show em my teeth
Soon I’m gonna show em my teeth
Soon I’m gonna show em my teeth
My t-t-t-teeth
Teeth
Teeth
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3. |
Lone
04:14
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End of summer and I think about you
And the delicious pain that you put me through
Smell of your hair, how your rough hands felt
How I forgot every single thing about myself
Can we go some place to shed these skins
I’ve been wondering about the shape of things
I’ve always tried to do what’s right
But I’m feeling really alone tonight
I’ve always stood alone like this
I’ve always had to be serious
Now words I’ve sworn just turn to wind
I would stay with you until the dead roll in
I’ve got to know the taste of you
And get sick with it like you want me to
Blue roses and titian red
Letting all of the thoughts run right out of my head
Now I’ve got your scent
How will I ever get home again
I was better off alone
When I was lone, lone, lone, lone…
I can’t lose your scent
Now I’ll never get home again
I found her in the snow
Oh lone, lone, lone, lone…
Was I wrong to love you?
Was I wrong to leave you?
Lone. Lone. Lone. Lone.
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4. |
Talk
04:37
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In this light, I could be anyone
The hero that you wanted all along
A giant’s shadow looming up the wall
But smaller now than I ever was
Oh my kindness is a lie
Wicked tongue and wicked eyes
She was shy and I was just a boy
I wonder where a girl like that would go
The hollow ring of silver on the floor
Bought your company, but not your love
Here we are, my mercenary friends
We can drink and talk and play pretend
All the words that hurt you
Wear them now like armor
They will never harm or burden you again
I won’t fight like a lion of the rock
But damn it if I don’t give good talk
Talk, talk, talk…
A cliché of a broken thing
A ruin filling up on wine and skin
Leave this city, go across the sea
Forget the ashes of my family
We are all still puppets on their strings
Truth an ever-buried, bitter thing
Chorus
[Sing "talk" forever.]
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5. |
Half
03:36
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I’ve always had this nightmare
I think it’s coming true
Have I ever told you the things that I fear
Or did I always mirror you?
Love is poison, we were bigger
Two halves of a whole
In the beginning, I saw daylight
You had grabbed ahold
Yeah, you grabbed ahold
I need you more than ever now
No one will ever love you how I do
Does distance make us older?
I will drink their youth
Are we really so much older?
Give me all of you
Give me all of you
I remember you. A golden hero.
Why’d you get all the good stuff?
I know you once loved my wildfire
Why isn’t that enough?
What did you imagine? In a lifetime
I was bound to cause you pain
Come on baby, where’s my lifeline?
I’ll forgive how you’ve changed
Why’d you have to change?
Chorus
I won’t bury em, bury em
No I won’t bury us
And I’m not paranoid, paranoid
She saw it in my blood
Beautiful and younger
They will know my wrath
But where is my pride now?
I need my other half
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6. |
Good
03:03
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My father tried to make a girl of me
They came to me, suitors three
I had the fire, held the old stories like they were gospel
Yeah, honor’s not impossible
But you’d rather have me be docile
Is this life just a dry run?
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
Not enough daughter, not enough son
Someday I’m gonna make good
I am gonna make good
I am gonna make good on my promises
On my promises
First one, a child like I was then
It was a chill that would kill him
The second was red as the rose that he carried
He said we’d never be married
You know I’d rather be buried
Is this life just a dry run?
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
Not enough daughter, not enough son
Chorus
The third would have me in dresses and
A lady like the tradition says
I fought him then for that privilege, he suffered
Three broken bones, I discovered
I’d never know any others
Is this life just a dry run?
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
Not enough daughter, not enough son
Chorus
I’m good if I just wear white til I die
I’m good if I just keep what’s right on my side
I’ll always hold how your eyes looked so kind
So come on, let’s ride
Chorus
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7. |
Summer
08:01
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Ravens have flown from tower and parapet
My mother below, shouting out epithets
I would risk a branch’s snap
And I would leap the widest gap
To see the world laid out like a map
But I didn’t know a thing until I fell
Far enough to see their seven hells
And if I didn’t die
I surely set the clock to ticking
Summer child
Who couldn’t know what song they all were singing
Stories they told, where the names were songs
But different down south, they get the words all wrong
I could look deeper still
And wonder why blood was spilled
All along was I meant to build?
In my dreams I saw it all
Scrawled across a cannonball
Chorus
Is this falling? Is this flight?
Must it be from a great height?
Will we sing that sweet reprise
Will I see through different eyes
Oh will I be old and wise?
Is it true that summer’s over?
I thought this would go much slower
Can’t you feel the weirwoods weeping
Where the past was always sleeping?
Sometimes you’ll dream of home
And you’ll look to all of your idols
But we all are grey
We can do great good or great evil
All of those you’ve loved
In the dust they will be waiting
To teach you where to go
When the future’s accelerating
What will chase the cold away?
Is it games that rich men play?
Will we sing that sweet reprise
Will I see it for the trees
Strength lies in the darkest roots
Not every story is true
Not every story is true
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