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Wolves
05:45
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Have they always been there? Am I just noticing them first?
Is it something I should get used to? I don't which one is worse
There are wolves in the garden, they are hanging on corners everywhere
Blood in their mouths now, we've been driving them out, shout: yeah
So be strong and take heart, be light if you must fight the dark
Blood in their mouths now, we've been driving them out, shout: yeah
Shout: yeah
Shout: yeah
Such righteous anger to those who hunt the innocent
We can't stand still after we've seen it and let all the darkness win
There are wolves in the garden, they are hanging on corners everywhere
Blood in their mouths now, we've been driving them out, shout: yeah
So be strong and take heart, be light if you must fight the dark
Blood in their mouths now, we've been driving them out, shout: yeah
I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around
I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around
I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around
I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around
I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around, ooooh
I, I, can feel 'em all around me, a-woo
I, I, can feel 'em all around me, a-woo
I, I, can see the gleam in their teeth, a-woo
I, I , can feel 'em all around me, a-woo
Oh, I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around
Oh, I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around
Oh, I can feel 'em all, I can feel e'm all around
I can feel 'em all around
There are wolves in the garden, they are hanging on corners everywhere
Blood in their mouths now, we've been driving them out, shout: yeah
So be strong and take heart, be light if you must fight the dark
Blood in their mouths now, we've been driving them out, shout: yeah
A-woo
A-woo
A-woo
A-woo
A-woo
A-woo
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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Virginity
04:07
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Once you learn, they say you can't do
Growing up, we were torn in two
Getting feelings in the night and they say they're wrong
Sending the boys all off on their own
Be a good girl, do what we tell you
They expect you to know, they expect you to know
They expect you to know, they expect you to know
They say it's in your he-ead, but I don't think it is
They expect you to know, they expect you to know
And be as white as
A woman of charm, faith and virtue
She's the only one we can look up to
Cause once you throw it away, you have nothing to give
Your place is revoked for your right to live
Who are we then? Are we human, too?
Am I supposed to be sorry for the way I feel?
Another day that nature leads me on
And while the righteous feel sick just standing to me
By the night, we'll be even and the blame is gone
And I tell ya,
I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry at all
I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry at all
(I'm so tired, I'm too thin, I feel trapped, I can't win)
I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry at all
(I'm so tired, I'm too thin, I feel trapped, I can't win)
I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry at all
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Babygirl
04:29
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She could float like a feather, pretty paper plane
But we see beauty in frailty, so are we to blame?
She was velvet and dark lips, broken dreams and pearls
Still, she never believed them, calling: "babygirl"
Was she beautiful when she died?
Did she measure to the standard they hold up to our lives?
Oh I saw her in a bookstore when she was still alive
Don't know why but I cried and I cried and I cried and I cried
Oh, was she beautiful when she died?
She longs to be another woman, nearly every day
That body that she is supposed to love traps her like a cage
They told her, "words can never hurt you," but it's all they did
She told me, "I know that he'll love me when I'm finally thin."
Was she beautiful when she died?
Did she measure to the standard they hold up to our lives?
Oh I saw her in a bookstore when she was still alive
Don't know why but I cried and I cried and I cried and I cried
Oh, was she beautiful when she died?
They tell you that you're ugly
Don't you dare forget
To sell you back your pretty
Are we pretty yet?
Babygirl, babygirl
Babygirl, babygirl
Are we pretty yet? Are we pretty yet?
Are we pretty yet? Are we pretty yet?
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Prom King Crown
04:02
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He's got a varsity jacket and a prom king crown
There is no better lookin' of a catch in town
You know, he heard from somebody that she puts out
And if there's nobody here to stop the talking, now, well
I, for the record
Cry, sometimes
I, was for certain
An uneducated bride
I, for the record
Cry, sometimes
I, have an anguish
Like a thorn stuck in my side, all the time
Oh, all the time
He's got a blue vintage, top down and he's driving slow
It don't look like they ever got a place to go
Now anyone would be happy to get in, too
So don't act so ungrateful when he looks at you, at you
You just wanna do what the did before; it looked so cool
What your father before you, and your mother before you
They sang tradition, tradition...
I DON'T WANNA WEAR YOUR CROWN
I DON'T WANNA BE YOUR QUEEN
I DON'T WANNA WEAR YOUR CROWN
I DON'T WANNA BE THE QUEEN
I DON'T WANNA WEAR YOUR CROWN
I DON'T WANNA BE YOUR QUEEN
I DON'T WANNA WEAR YOUR CROWN
I DON'T WANNA BE THE QUEEN
(Oh, all the time)
Let's fight, go team, let's fight, go team
(Oh, all the time)
Let's fight, go team, let's fight, go team
(Oh, all the time)
Let's fight, go team, let's fight, go team
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Write Or Die is an experimental art rock & cosmic pop project helmed by Chris Karriker (formerly of Saint Solitaire and Not Your Style), and Autumn Sky Hall (formerly of the self-titled band, Autumn Sky).
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