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She Who Mars The Skin Of Gods Lyrics
by Protest The Hero
"Kezia, my darling, please never forget this world's got the substance of a frozen summer silhouette,"
Said my mother through lips that were cracked with love and toil
before she added, "the warmest of blankets is six feet of soil"
She had a perfume called Pride that smelled a lot more like Shame
When she walked into the room I was sleeping, heard her curse my father's name;
It was our situation, our position, our gender to blame
It was the lonely grey of my father's eyes staring back in the mirror's frame(x2)
Mother oh mother, I'm shaking while I write
tonight I'll stay awake and breathe away my fright(x2)
There's a letter waiting for me, that I have yet to read(x2)
'cause I know it's just not you
you're the only one I need, you're the only one I need
I'm tired and I'm cold and I want to go to bed
But there's no one here to tuck me in, so the shotgun will instead
I'm tired I'm cold, but this shot gun will instead
(I want to go to bed I want to go to bed) I want to
No one here to tuck me in so this shot gun will
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