(One, two, three) Why are you hangin' on! So tight
To the rope that I'm hangin' from. Off this island?
This was an escape plan (This was an escape plan)
Carefully timed it. So let me go! And dive into the waves below
by Sanderlei Silveira - 26/03/2023
(One, two, three) Why are you hangin' on! So tight
To the rope that I'm hangin' from. Off this island?
This was an escape plan (This was an escape plan)
Carefully timed it. So let me go! And dive into the waves below
[Pre-Chorus]
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 your words and their sharp sting?
And I'm gettin' fuckin' tired
[Chorus]
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 crackin'
If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
You make me do too much labour
[Post-Chorus]
(You make me do too much labour)
[Verse 2]
Apologies from my tongue
Never yours
Busy lapping from a flowing cup
And stabbing with your fork
I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man)
And weaponise
The false incompetence
It's dominance under guise
[Pre-Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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 crackin'
If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
You make me do too much labour
[Bridge]
All day, every day: Therapist, mother, maid
Nymph, then a virgin nurse, and a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
Twenty-four-seven 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
All day, every day: Therapist, mother, maid
Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, and a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
Twenty-four-seven 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
[Chorus]
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting (All day, every day: Therapist, mother, maid)
If our love died, would that be the worst thing? (Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, and a servant)
For somebody I thought was my saviour (Just an appendage, live to attend him)
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour (So that he never lifts a finger)
The callous skin on my hands is crackin' (Twenty-four-seven baby machine)
If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? (So he can live out his picket fence dreams)
And the silence haunts our bed chamber (It's not an act of love if you make her)
You make me do too much labour
(Bat, bi, hiru) Zergatik zaude zintzilik! Hain estua
Hangin nagoen sokara. Uharte honetatik kanpo?
Ihes plana izan zen (ihes plana izan zen)
Arretaz denbora. Utzidazu, beraz! Eta beheko olatuetan murgildu
[Pre-Chorus]
Nork joertzen du baratzeak?
Nork konpontzen ditu aldaketak?
Tortura emozionala
Zure mahai altuko burutik
Ura ateratzen duena
Mendi harritsutik udaberrian?
Eta berriro ere atzera egin
Zure hitzak eta haien zurrunbilo zorrotzak sentitzeko?
Eta nekatuta nago
[Korua]
Nire begietako kapilarrak lehertu egiten dira
Gure maitasuna hilko balitz, hori izango litzateke txarrena?
Nire salbatzailea zela uste nuen norbaitentzat
Lan asko egiten nauela ziur
Nire eskuetan dagoen larruazala crackin 'da
Gure maitasuna amaitzen bada, hori txarra izango litzateke?
Eta isiltasunak gure oheko ganbera hantatzen du
Lan gehiegi egiten didazu
[Post-Chorus]
(Lan gehiegi egiten didazu)
[2. bertsoa]
Barkamena nire hizkuntzarengandik
Inoiz zurea
Lanpetuta kopa fluxu batetik
Eta zure sardexkarekin kolpatzea
Badakit gizon adimentsua zarela (gizon adimentsua zarela badakit)
Eta arma
Ahaztu faltsua
Gaixotasunean nagusitasuna da
[Pre-Chorus]
Alaba izango bagenu
Ikusiko nuke eta ezin nuen salbatu
Tortura emozionala
Zure mahai altuko burutik
Irakatsi zenuena egingo zuen
Patu krudel bera topatuko zuen
Beraz, orain exekutatu behar dut
Beraz, akats hau desegin dezaket
Gutxienez saiatu behar dut
[Korua]
Nire begietako kapilarrak lehertu egiten dira
Gure maitasuna hilko balitz, hori izango litzateke txarrena?
Nire salbatzailea zela uste nuen norbaitentzat
Lan asko egiten nauela ziur
Nire eskuetan dagoen larruazala crackin 'da
Gure maitasuna amaitzen bada, hori txarra izango litzateke?
Eta isiltasunak gure oheko ganbera hantatzen du
Lan gehiegi egiten didazu
[Zubia]
Egun osoan, egunero: terapeuta, ama, neskame
Ninfa, gero erizain birjina, eta zerbitzari bat
Eranskina bat besterik ez da bizi
Beraz, ez du inoiz hatzik altxatu
Hogeita lau zazpi haurtxo makina
Beraz, bere hautazko ametsak bizi ditzake
Ez da maitasun ekintza bat egiten baduzu
Lan gehiegi egiten didazu
Egun osoan, egunero: terapeuta, ama, neskame
Ninfa, gero birjina, erizaina eta morroia
Eranskina bat besterik ez da bizi
Beraz, ez du inoiz hatzik altxatu
Hogeita lau zazpi haurtxo makina
Beraz, bere hautazko ametsak bizi ditzake
Ez da maitasun ekintza bat egiten baduzu
Lan gehiegi egiten didazu
[Korua]
Nire begietako kapilarrak lehertu egiten dira (egun osoan, egunero: terapeuta, ama, neskame)
Gure maitasuna hilko balitz, hori izango litzateke txarrena? (Ninfa, gero birjina, erizaina eta morroia)
Norbaiti nire salbatzailea zela uste nuen (eranskin bat besterik ez da beregana joateko)
Ziur lan asko egiten nauela (hatzik ez dadin inoiz igotzeko)
Nire eskuetan dagoen larruazala crackin '(hogeita lau zazpi haurtxo makina) da
Gure maitasuna amaitzen bada, hori txarra izango litzateke? (Beraz, bere hautagaia ametsak bizi ditzake)
Eta isiltasunak gure oheko ganbera (ez da maitasun ekintza bat egiten baduzu)
Lan gehiegi egiten didazu