Video musicale

Video musicale

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Two, two
Mama I'm comin', papa I'm lovin'
Won't you please be there for me?
That coded language inside the kitchen
I will feel right through and bleed
Turn off the telly, please do not tell me
You believe only what you see
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Unload the gun, for everyone, this is who we need to be
Lose who you are, find everything, there's a fear we need to see
Hysterectomy, they're burnin' wings
We'll sew seeds with the debris
I will not hate him
I will not harden
I'm the naked woman posed in the street
Barefoot in the hot sand
Small child innocent hands
Did she smell the dessert or only the fear?
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Unload the gun, for everyone, this is who we need to be
Lose who you are, find everything, there's a fear we need to see
Hysterectomy, they're burnin' wings
We'll sew seeds with the debris
America, who are you?
America, who are you?
Oh, who are you? Ah
Come back to mother
I see my lover, she is right in front of me
I am the witness, I am the softness
I'm the thunder and I am the sea
Written by: Myriah Anne Gilbert
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