(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
(Ọkan, meji, mẹta) Kini idi ti o fi kọwe '! Nitorinaa ni wiwọ
Si okun ti Mo n gbe ẹnu 'lati. Pa erekusu yii?
Eyi jẹ eto ona abayo (eyi ni eto ona abayo)
Fara mọ akoko. Nitorina jẹ ki n lọ! Ati ki o fiyesi sinu awọn igbi ni isalẹ
[Fore-Chorus]
Tani o duro awọn orchards?
Tani o ṣe atunṣe awọn okun naa?
Ihuwasi ti ẹdun
Lati ori tabili giga rẹ
Ti o mu omi
Lati orisun omi ti apata?
Ati ki o rin pada lẹẹkansi
Lati lero awọn ọrọ rẹ ati aso didi wọn?
Ati pe Mo wattin 'fuckin' rẹ
[Egbe]
Awọn alekun ni oju mi ti nwaye
Ti ifẹ wa ba ku, yoo jẹ nkan ti o buru julọ?
Fun ẹnikan ti Mo ro pe Olugbala mi
O daju pe mi ṣe gbogbo laala
Awọ ti a noto lori ọwọ mi jẹ crackin '
Ti ifẹ wa ba pari, yoo jẹ nkan buburu?
Ati fi si ipalọlọ haunt iyẹwu wa
O ṣe mi ṣe laala pupọ
[Post-chos]
(O jẹ ki n ṣe laala pupọ ju)
[Ẹsẹ 2]
Awọn ẹbẹ lati ahọn mi
Rara
Nšišẹ linying lati ife ti nṣàn
Ati fifọ pẹlu orita rẹ
Mo mọ pe o ti smart ọkunrin (Mo mọ pe o jẹ eniyan ti o gbọn)
Ati ohun ija
Afohuniṣẹ eke
O jẹ ijẹba lori idile
[Fore-Chorus]
Ti a ba ni ọmọbinrin kan
Emi yoo wo ati pe Mo ko le gbala rẹ
Ikun ti ẹdun
Lati ori tabili giga rẹ
O fẹ ṣe ohun ti o kọ
O fẹ pade ayanmọ lile kanna
Nitorina ni bayi Mo ti ni ṣiṣe
Nitorinaa Mo le di aṣiṣe aṣiṣe yii
O kere ju Mo ti le gbiyanju
[Egbe]
Awọn alekun ni oju mi ti nwaye
Ti ifẹ wa ba ku, yoo jẹ nkan ti o buru julọ?
Fun ẹnikan ti Mo ro pe Olugbala mi
O daju pe mi ṣe gbogbo laala
Awọ ti a noto lori ọwọ mi jẹ crackin '
Ti ifẹ wa ba pari, yoo jẹ nkan buburu?
Ati fi si ipalọlọ haunt iyẹwu wa
O ṣe mi ṣe laala pupọ
[Afara]
Gbogbo ọjọ, ni gbogbo ọjọ: Insigist, iya, iranṣẹbinrin
Nymph, lẹhinna nọọsi wundia, ati iranṣẹ kan
O kan ohun elo kan, gbe lati wa
Ki o ko gbe ika
Ẹrọ ọmọ ogun mẹrinlelogun
Nitorinaa o le gbe awọn ala opopona ti o ga julọ
Kii ṣe iṣe ti ifẹ ti o ba ṣe
O ṣe mi ṣe laala pupọ
Gbogbo ọjọ, ni gbogbo ọjọ: Insigist, iya, iranṣẹbinrin
Beyph, lẹhinna wundia kan, Nọọsi, ati iranṣẹ
O kan ohun elo kan, gbe lati wa
Ki o ko gbe ika
Ẹrọ ọmọ ogun mẹrinlelogun
Nitorinaa o le gbe awọn ala opopona ti o ga julọ
Kii ṣe iṣe ti ifẹ ti o ba ṣe
O ṣe mi ṣe laala pupọ
[Egbe]
Awọn capellaries ninu oju mi n wa ni bunifursting (ni gbogbo ọjọ, lojoojumọ: inasist, iya, Maid
Ti ifẹ wa ba ku, yoo jẹ nkan ti o buru julọ? (Ti nymph, lẹhinna wundia kan, Nọọsi, ati iranṣẹ kan
Fun ẹnikan ti Mo ro pe o jẹ Olugbala mi (o kan ohun elo kan, gbe lati wa lọwọ rẹ)
O daju pe jẹ ki n ṣe odidi pupọ ti laala (ki o ko gbe ika kankan silẹ)
Awọ ti o munadoko lori ọwọ mi jẹ crackin '(ẹrọ ọmọ ogun mẹrin-mẹrin)
Ti ifẹ wa ba pari, yoo jẹ nkan buburu? (Nitorinaa o le gbe awọn ala ti o ga julọ rẹ jade)
Ati fi si ipalọlọ haunt iyẹwu wa iyẹwu (kii ṣe iṣe ifẹ ti o ba ṣe rẹ)
O ṣe mi ṣe laala pupọ