Trophy Wife THE BAND: July 2009

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1. sister outsider

i cannot separate all the things i want to say
from the things i shouldn't touch
who decides what's too much

silence won't protect you
brave prey betray this

shut up be quiet stay down don't try

2. pregnancy

they made a choice together

here she stands
isn't sure
he can come and go, he can leave and stay
got himself a trophy put it on display
now we know
where the burden is worn
they made a choice together

sing out child cub
you cant be denied so just let them try
the guts the glory
the patience the fury

what if i never told you

3. four

disassemble it and dialogue with me

hold on you can fix things

4. five

nous sommes des vampires
on fait ce qu'on veut

5. cat and dog

am i less your daughter
am i more a stranger

some of us will never be immune
what does it matter to you anyway
who we fuck how much why to what end
what does it matter to you who we fuck

6. risk big

you say you want it
but where will you be when it comes
in the wild no promises
like a hunter like a gatherer

you want a guarantee
but i am not a bottom line
put my faith in the faithless
laid claim to the faceless

fatal investments are what you get here
risk big and you lose big

7. whitesburg, kentucky

what can we do
when we're swallowed whole
in this town

they'll come for you
when there's not enough
to go around

use us for your power
but we can't drink the water
use us for your programs
but we are more than heartbreak

8. default

i don't want to default
to a script that's based on fear
when the walls keep crashing in on me
i fight the urge to disappear
sublimate detonate eradicate hesitate
sublimate detonate

when you say its not ok
you can call the shots you can break the trends

cant you see these patterns forming
what is it that you believe
are you going to default
on your promises of change
your steps forward are enticing
are they merely a distraction
what is it that you believe
cant you see these patterns forming

9. repetition

repetition runs down my face
falls out of my brain
the words the words i cant find
repetition runs down my thighs
i wash it off but there's still the taste

you've left me cold but ill learn to feel
compulse like verb compulse like sound

shame keeps me in the dark
the darkness of hidden lives
the darkness of unshared truths
shame runs down my thighs
i wash it off but there's still the taste

Trophy Wife THE BAND

Friday, July 24, 2009

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