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Turn Soonest To The Sea Lyrics - Kezia - Protest The Hero

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 in, melted in, 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 when 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 

 

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 - when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins when the greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore 

Where underneath, a plaque will read, 

A plaque will read: "No woman is a whore" 

 

Maybe someday when - when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins when the greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore 

Where underneath, a plaque will read, 

A plaque will read 

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