Protest the Hero - She Who Mars the Skin of Gods

"Kezia, my darling, please never forget
World's got the substance of a frozen summer silhouette"
Said my mother through lips that were cracked with love and toil
Before she added, "the warmest of blankets is six feet of soil"

She had a perfume called "Pride" that smelled a lot more like (shame)
So when she walked into the room I was sleeping
Heard her curse my father's name
It was our situation, our position, our gender to blame

(It was the lonely grey of my father's eyes staring back in the)
The mirror's frame
(It was the lonely grey of my father's eyes staring back in the)
Mirror's frame

Mother, oh, mother, shaking while I write
Tonight I'll stay awake and try to breathe away my fright
Mother, oh, mother, shaking while I write
Tonight I'll stay awake and try to breathe away my fright

There's a letter waiting for me
That I have yet to read
There's a letter waiting for me
That I have yet to read
Because I know it's not from you
You're the only one I need
You're the only one I need
I'm tired and I'm cold and I want to go to bed
Buy there's no one here to tuck me in
So the shotgun will instead
(I'm tired, I'm cold)
The shotgun will instead
(I want to go to bed, I want to go to bed)
I want to
(No one here to tuck me in)
So this shotgun will

Written by:
Arif Mirabodlbaghi, Lucas Hoskin, Morgan Carlson, Rody Walker, Tim Millar

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