Voxtrot

Voxtrot - Mothers, Sisters, Daughters & Wives lyrics

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If you think you're throwing words to the wise,

the first thing that you ever felt, inside and under your belt

To a place that smothers children

Caught the space between two lives


I've seen you working, wasted and gray

You've got a delicate heart, and listen, you would be smart

To keep yourself in a world of mothers, sisters, daughters and wives


Listen, I've come to rock this boat

The take and giving means no room for the living

And some of you think it loves and lovers

Death in one corner, use suspense in the other

I know that when it's over we'll be holding one another

We only ever wanted to feel you

Two years of taction only teaches you to fight

We only ever wanted to try


And if you see this world as ugly and thin

Then you'll be so cruel to the touch, you'll leap out the body you're in

To a land of angry soil, that swallows boys and cops or men

I've seen you taste the salt of your tears

You always stop when you start, and listen, you would be smart

To keep yourself in a world of mothers, sisters, daughters and wives


Listen, I've come to rock this boat

The take and giving means no room for the living

And some of you think it loves and lovers

Death in one corner, use suspense in the other

I know that when it's over we'll be holding one another

We only ever wanted to feel you

Two years of taction only teaches you to fight

We only ever wanted to try


I'll raise a glass to the and no one else's fool

Raise some question to the rule who says you'd have to lose a love to find one

Take the things you don't respect and I will miss them

To features night into one

That says you have to lose a love to find one

I know that when it's over we'll be holding one another

We only ever wanted to feel you

Two years of taction only teaches you to fight

We only ever wanted to try


I'm around, I'm around, I'm ok, I'm ok

I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm insane, I'm insane

We are, yeah, we are, we are

We are just sinking for something


With our hands, and our fists, muscles, skin, thumb, and bone

We never grew up, we were cut from the stone

That holds your body and soul

We are all just sinking for something


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