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Lyrics –

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I can’t stop from spinning
Down the rabbit hole
The deeper that you push
The deeper I will go
They said that God’s a woman
I’ll worship you the same
Cause all I do is think about
Saying your name in vain
You might as well marry me

My sinful confession
You’re my obsession (yeah)
If God is a woman
Then God is a weapon (yeah)

I can’t stop from sinning
My halo’s just a hole
The deeper that I get inside you
The deeper you will fall
They Say that God’s a weapon
Well I’m a hand grenade
Try to take this ring from me
Watch me detonate
You might as well bury me

My sinful confession
You’re my obsession (yeah)
If God is a woman
Then God is a weapon
(Yeah)

My Sinful Confession
You’re my obsession
If God is a woman
Then God is a weapon

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My 2 cents –

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This song bothers me. I enjoy the music. I enjoy the way it is sung. I am bothered by the lyrics. This speaks of obsession and strong ideals of blaming women for male obsession. I cannot put into words the reason fully…
It feels like it is a backhand compliment to the woman in the spotlight. I worry that the lyrics will be misunderstood as a love song…and this is the farthest thing one could find from that.

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Lyrics –

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“Alien Blues”

Was it the best you ever had?
Was it the worst? You’d never know
I’d try to tell you what I think and play it off like it’s a joke
Oh no, more surprises, guess it’s like this
I’d do anything for you, Mrs. Highness

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

The sun is fun, the land is dandy
I only talk to dogs because they don’t understand me
My teeth are yellow, hello world
Would you like me a little better if they were white like yours?
I need to purge my urges, shame, shame, shame
I need an alibi to justify, somebody to blame
It’s a halibut, “party bitch”, give it a name and say, “Hey, hey”

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

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My 2 cents –

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This one was recommended by my son. It is such a strange little song but it speaks to me about being ostracized. The outsider in society. So often that feels like the weight that hangs on our shoulders.

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Lyrics –

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“HER”

I’ve been seeing stars
Every time I get up
It’s been getting hard
To keep on playing dress up
I’m body positive
Until it’s mine
Fighting for an hourglass
And running out time

Just an innocent compliment
I bet they didn’t mean it
Even if they did
I bet I still wouldn’t believe it
Thought when I got older
That this feeling would be gone
But I’m losing touch all at once
With everything I once was

If I could go back in time
I would tell her she looks divine
And I would guide her till she changed her mind
And never questioned who she was
And we’d go run outside
And play for hours in the sun
And I’d tell her all about the woman
That she will become
And I’d say you’re so much more than just a body
That needs measuring
So instead of counting calories
You can count on me

I think that I’m
Addicted to this sickness
And I’m slowly dying
But I’m the only witness
And I’m
Losing more than just a gap between my thighs
Fighting for an hourglass
And fighting for my life

Just an innocent compliment
I bet they didn’t mean it
Even if they did
I bet I still wouldn’t believe it
Thought when I got older
That this feeling would be gone
But I’m losing touch all at once
With everything I once was

If I could go back in time
I would tell her she looks divine
And I would guide her till she changed her mind
And never questioned who she was
And we’d go run outside
And play for hours in the sun
And I’d tell her all about the woman
That she will become
And I’d say you’re so much more than just a body
That needs measuring
So instead of counting calories
You can count on me

I’ve been
Unlearning
Un-hurting
Un-telling myself
I have to earn it
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
It’s not worth it

I’ve been
Unlearning
Un-hurting
Un-telling myself
I have to earn it
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
It’s not worth it

If I could go back in time
I would tell her she looks divine
And I would guide her till she changed her mind
And never questioned who she was

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My 2 cents –

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Self esteem is so hard. it’s multi faceted and can be destroyed by so much. it is possible to logically understand that you deserve to eat and still have issues…it is possible to see yourself as a person and still not be able to take compliments because the person in the mirror is distorted.

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Lyrics –

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Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say

All the arrows that you’ve stolen
Split in half, now bum and broken
Like your heart that was so eager to be hid
You can’t keep them all caged
They will fight and run away
Mother, tell me so I say (La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say

Forest walls and starry ceilings
Barren curtains that you’re weaving
Like the stories that you keep inside your head
She can’t keep them all safe
They will die and be afraid
Mother, tell me so I say (Mother, tell me so I say)

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say

Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say (Tell me so I say)

Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
(Ha, ha, ha) She can’t keep them all caged
(Ha, ha, ha) They’ll be far and fly away
Mother, tell me you will stay
We’ll be far and fly away

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My 2 cents –

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I feel like I cannot keep up. My brain has so many ideas….So I end up feeling like I am burying the ones I cannot write.