Luyện nghe bài hát Turn Soonest To The Sea

Do you remember how it was you bled?
When you loved and burned in those flames that kept
Because long been sleeping
And now come to accept 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 melted into wedding bands

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

I remember you were hopeful
And you never your life would be lived inside a coffin
a moral sacrifice and a million social obligations, labels and expectations
You were young and modern seventeen in vogue and pursuit of a cosmopolitan 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 means more you
Your flesh means more than your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you; your means more than you
I know we'll wake up one day with a gun to the back of our
You'll be asking for your rib and I'll smile and you brave
Maybe when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins
And the greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and crowns we wore
Where underneath, a will read, "No woman is a whore"