The Feminine Urge
The Last Dinner Party« The Feminine Urge » est une chanson de The Last Dinner Party, 2024, Pop. La chanson dure 3:15, 55 lines / 390 words.
Paroles
0:05A room at dusk
0:07Mastering the art of lying still
0:12Breathe like a girl
0:16'Til my lungs fill
0:21Oh pull your boots up boys
0:24And push me down
0:27I'm only here for your entertainment
0:36I am a dark red liver stretched out on a rock
0:40All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love
0:44Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well
0:48To nurture the wounds my mother held
0:52Oh ballerina bend under the weight of it all
0:56Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands
1:00Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back
1:04Do you want me or do you want control
1:09Failure to commit to the role I admit
1:12Was a failure you achieved on your own
1:16Do you want me to care when you just disappear
1:21I can't win them all
1:23I can't win them all
1:26Run 'til I fall
1:28How I wish the trees would swallow me
1:33Make me a forest take away my soul
1:42I could never give the curse to her
1:45I- I could never live with the guilt of lying
1:52That people are kind
1:57I am a dark red liver stretched out on a rock
2:01All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love
2:05Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well
2:10To nurture the wounds my mother held
2:14Oh ballerina bend under the weight of it all
2:17Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands
2:21Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back
2:26Do you want me or do you want control
2:30Failure to commit to the role I admit
2:34Was a failure you achieved on your own
2:38Do you want me to care when you just disappear
2:43I can't win them all
2:45I can't win them all
2:46I am a dark red liver
2:48Ooh
2:48Stretched out on the rocks
2:50Oh-oh-ooh
2:50All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love
2:54Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh
2:54Here comes the feminine urge
2:57I know it so well
2:58Oh-oh-ooh
2:59To nurture the wounds my mother held
3:02Give me that dark red liquor
3:05Stretched out on the rocks
3:06All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love
3:10Here comes the feminine urge
3:13I know it so well
3:15To nurture the wounds my mother held
A room at dusk Mastering the art of lying still Breathe like a girl 'Til my lungs fill Oh pull your boots up boys And push me down I'm only here for your entertainment I am a dark red liver stretched out on a rock All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well To nurture the wounds my mother held Oh ballerina bend under the weight of it all Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back Do you want me or do you want control Failure to commit to the role I admit Was a failure you achieved on your own Do you want me to care when you just disappear I can't win them all I can't win them all Run 'til I fall How I wish the trees would swallow me Make me a forest take away my soul I could never give the curse to her I- I could never live with the guilt of lying That people are kind I am a dark red liver stretched out on a rock All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well To nurture the wounds my mother held Oh ballerina bend under the weight of it all Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back Do you want me or do you want control Failure to commit to the role I admit Was a failure you achieved on your own Do you want me to care when you just disappear I can't win them all I can't win them all I am a dark red liver Ooh Stretched out on the rocks Oh-oh-ooh All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well Oh-oh-ooh To nurture the wounds my mother held Give me that dark red liquor Stretched out on the rocks All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well To nurture the wounds my mother held
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