labour Lyrics » Paris Paloma

labour Lyrics » Paris Paloma

labour Lyrics » Paris Paloma : The labour Lyrics / labour Song Lyrics by Paris Paloma is the Latest English Song of 2023. The labour Song is Sung by Paris Paloma. The labour Song Music is Given by Paris Paloma & The Lyrics is Written by Paris Paloma. The labour Song is Released on 24th March, 2023. The labour Song is Presented by Paris Paloma.

labour Song Details :

Song Titlelabour
SingerParis Paloma
MusicParis Paloma
LyricsParis Paloma
Release Date24th March, 2023
LanguageEnglish (Rock)
LabelParis Paloma

labour Lyrics » Paris Paloma

Why Are You Hanging On,
So Tight..
To The Rope That I’m Hanging From,
Off This Island..

This Was An Escape Plan,
Carefully Timed It..
So Let Me Go,
And Dive Into The Waves Below..

Who Tends The Orchards?
Who Fixes Up The Gables,
Emotional Torture,
From The Head Of Your High Table..

Who Fetches The Water.
From The Rocky Mountain Spring..
And Walk Back Down Again..
To Feel You Words And Their Sharp Sting,
And I’m Getting Fucking Tired..

The Capillaries In My Eyes Are Bursting,
If Our Love Died, Would That Be The Worst Thing?
For Somebody I Thought Was My Saviour..
You Sure Make Me Do A Whole Lot Of Labour,
The Calloused Skin On My Hands Is Cracking..

If Our Love Ended,
Would That Be A Bad Thing?
As The Silence Haunts Our Bed Chamber.
You Make Me Do Too Much Labour..

Apologies From My Tongue,
Never Yours..
Busy Lapping From Flowing Cup,
And Stabbing With Your Fork..

I Know You’re A Smart Man,
And Weaponise..
The False Incompetence,
It’s Dominance Under Guise..

If We Had A Daughter,
I’d Watch And Could Not Save Her..
The Emotional Torture,
From The Head Of Your High Table..

She’d Do What You Taught Her,
She’d Meet The Same Cruel Fate..
So Now I’ve Gotta Run,
So I Can Undo This Mistake..
At Least I’ve Gotta Try..

The Capillaries In My Eyes Are Bursting,
If Our Love Died,
Would That Be The Worst Thing?
For Somebody I Thought Was My Saviour..

You Sure Make Me Do A Whole Lot Of Labour,
The Calloused Skin On My Hands Is Cracking..
If Our Love Ended,
Would That Be A Bad Thing?

As The Silence Haunts,
Our Bed Chamber..
You Make Me Do Too,
Much Labour..

All Day, Every Day,
Therapist, Mother, Maid..
Nymph Then Virgin,
Nurse And A Servant..

Just An Appendage,
Live To Attend Him..
So That He Never Lifts A Finger,
24/7 Baby Machine..

So He Can Live Out His Picket Fence Dreams,
It’s Not An Act Of Love If You Make Her..
You Make Me Do Too Much Labour..

labour Lyrics » Paris Paloma

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