Luyện nghe bài hát Turn Soonest To The Sea

Do you how it was when you bled?
When you loved and in those flames that you've kept
Vesta's long been sleeping
And now you've come to that
Your defines more than a few of the gaping holes in our social fabric
More than a few one night stands, more than a few prison bars melted wedding bands

made you all the peasants and we've made ourselves the kings
Our queens are subordinate as an angel without wings
We it easy to belong which means it's easy to be wrong
"Put some in your tits, and you'd look better as a blonde"

I remember you were hopeful
And you never thought your life be lived inside a coffin
With a sacrifice and a million social obligations, labels and expectations
You were young and modern seventeen in vogue and vague pursuit of a dream
When you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations as a whore and not a
You embraced with the parameters of all you can be
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a who's not subdued
Because dignity's not physical and your flesh more than you
Your flesh more than you; your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you; your means more than you
I know wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains
You'll be asking for your rib and I'll and call you brave
Maybe someday when this skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins
And the greatest source of is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore
Where underneath, a will read, "No woman is a whore"