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TURN SOONEST TO THE SEA
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TURN SOONEST TO THE SEA,
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Do you remember how it was when you bled?
When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept
Because Vesta's long been sleeping
And now you've come to accept that
Your anatomy defines more than a few of the gaping holes in our social fabric
And it defines more than a few one night stands,
more than a few prison bars melted into wedding bands
We've made you all the peasants and we've made ourselves the kings
Our queens are still subordinate as an angel (without wings)
We make it easy to belong which means it's easy to be wrong
"Put some plastic in your tits, and you'd look better as a blonde"
I remember when you were hopeful
And you never thought your life would be lived inside a coffin
With a moral sacrifice and a million social obligations, labels and expectations
You were young and modern seventeen in vogue and vague pursuit of a cosmopolitan dream
So when you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations as a whore and not a human
You embraced with hesitation the very parameters of all you can be
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister who's not subdued
Because dignity's not physical and your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you; your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you; your flesh means more than you
I know we'll wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains
You'll be asking for your rib and I'll smile and call you brave
Maybe someday 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 gender crowns we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read, "No woman is a whore"
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Do you remember how it was when you bled? When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept Because Vesta's long been sleeping And now you've come to accept that Your anatomy defines more than a few of the gaping holes in our social fabric And it defines more than a few one night stands, more than a few prison bars melted into wedding bands We've made you all the peasants and we've made ourselves the kings Our queens are still subordinate as an angel (without wings) We make it easy to belong which means it's easy to be wrong "Put some plastic in your tits, and you'd look better as a blonde" I remember when you were hopeful And you never thought your life would be lived inside a coffin With a moral sacrifice and a million social obligations, labels and expectations You were young and modern seventeen in vogue and vague pursuit of a cosmopolitan dream So when you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations as a whore and not a human You embraced with hesitation the very parameters of all you can be Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister who's not subdued Because dignity's not physical and your flesh means more than you Your flesh means more than you; your flesh means more than you Your flesh means more than you; your flesh means more than you I know we'll wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains You'll be asking for your rib and I'll smile and call you brave Maybe someday 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 gender crowns we wore Where underneath, a plaque will read, "No woman is a whore"
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