(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
(Aya, biyu, uku, uku) Me yasa kuke rataye 'kunna! Sosai m
Zuwa igiya da nake rataye 'daga. Kashe wannan tsibiri?
Wannan shirin tserewa ne (wannan shirin tserewa)
A hankali ya tsara shi. Don haka bari in tafi! Kuma nutse cikin raƙuman ruwa a ƙasa
[Pre-courus]
Wanene ke da orchards?
Wanene ya gyara bable?
Azabtarwa
Daga shugaban tebur mai girma
Wanda ya kawo ruwa
Daga dutsen dutse mai tsawo?
Kuma yi tafiya da baya
Don jin maganarka da kaifin su?
Kuma ina samun 'fuckin' gaji
[Chorus]
Da capilaries a idanuna sun fashe
Idan kaunarmu ta mutu, to hakan zai zama mafi munin abin?
Ga wani na yi tsammani shine mai cetona
Ka tabbata ka sa na yi aiki mai yawa
Fata mai ban dariya a hannuwana yana crerin '
Idan kaunarmu ta ƙare, zai zama mummunan abu?
Kuma shiru ta tashi wani kwamitin gado
Kun sa ni yin aiki da yawa
[Chorus-Chorus]
(Kun sa ni yi aiki da yawa)
[2]
Neman afuwa daga harshena
Ba naka ba
Yanki mai laushi daga kofin flowing
Da kuma cakuda tare da cokali mai yatsa
Na san kai mutum ne mai hankali (Na san kai mutum mai wayo)
Da makami da makami
Da karya rashin aiki
Yana mamaye karkashin jagoran
[Pre-courus]
Idan muna da 'ya mace
Zan iya kallo kuma ba zan iya ceton ta ba
Azabtar da azaba
Daga shugaban tebur mai girma
Za ta yi abin da kuka koya mata
Ta hadu da rabo iri daya
Don haka yanzu na gudu
Don haka zan iya gyara wannan kuskuren
Aƙalla zan gwada gwadawa
[Chorus]
Da capilaries a idanuna sun fashe
Idan kaunarmu ta mutu, to hakan zai zama mafi munin abin?
Ga wani na yi tsammani shine mai cetona
Ka tabbata ka sa na yi aiki mai yawa
Fata mai ban dariya a hannuwana yana crerin '
Idan kaunarmu ta ƙare, zai zama mummunan abu?
Kuma shiru ta tashi wani kwamitin gado
Kun sa ni yin aiki da yawa
[Gada]
Duk rana, kowace rana: maganin warkewa, Mama, bawa
Nymph, to, ɗan budurwa ne, da bawa
Kawai amfani, da za a raye shi
Don kada ya dauke yatsa
Ashirin da hudu-hudu
Don haka zai iya rayuwa ta flocket shinge
Ba aikin soyayya bane idan kun yi ta
Kun sa ni yin aiki da yawa
Duk rana, kowace rana: maganin warkewa, Mama, bawa
Nymph, to, budurwa, m, da bawa
Kawai amfani, da za a raye shi
Don kada ya dauke yatsa
Ashirin da hudu-hudu
Don haka zai iya rayuwa ta flocket shinge
Ba aikin soyayya bane idan kun yi ta
Kun sa ni yin aiki da yawa
[Chorus]
The capilaries a cikin idanuna sun fashe (duk rana, kowace rana: maganin warkewa, Mama, Macid)
Idan kaunarmu ta mutu, to hakan zai zama mafi munin abin? (Nymph, to, budurwa, m, da bawa)
Domin wani na yi tsammani shine mai cetona (Shafi kawai, raye don halarci shi)
Ka tabbata sa na yi ayyuka da yawa (don kada ya dauke yatsa)
Fata mai kyau a hannuna shine crarfin '(na'urar ashirin da hudu-hudu)
Idan kaunarmu ta ƙare, zai zama mummunan abu? (Don haka zai iya rayuwa shinge na picket)
Kuma shiru ta tashi daga gado gado
Kun sa ni yin aiki da yawa