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A Brand New Me

For centuries, we have been at war But this is where the battle ends, and I have won And yes you may, raise awareness to The damage I'm to mend, and what you've done But I know that you know the truth And I know that you know comeuppance coming after you...

Beware

I snagged myself on your barbed defences And my chainmail unravelled as if woven from wool And so to lead by example I had to get out before I was trampled So heed my warning and steer well clear Beware, please beware If you're gonna get involved with he...

Diggers

No declaration but you my love I find the new done with you my love And you can take it all in your stride But I’m winner of the high rise I found a bookmark in your mind my love Chapped at the chapter where you hide my love Handsome as handsome does...

I'm Going to be a Murderer

I'm going to be a murderer I can claim to see the future and I'm a greedy girl who gorges on the grasp end of a grudge And I won't budge 'cause I'm a stubborn stuck up petty gal I'm fearsome, fearless, famished for a fight And hungry for a handful of a...

The Dancing Dolls of Porcelain

Sad is the world when the wives are made to beg Love is dead 'Pa is away as they tuck the kids in bed Done by her instead Money makes the house run smooth So the kids are missing out on school Am I the only one who's thinking this? Where has our money g...

The Vice

Oh neglect me my dear My brambles grow thick in your absence So next time you try to cut me down Your blades will blunten on my branches You wound the vice one turn too tight Too much pressure makes a lesser fool out of me You bent the bars one inch too...

Tom Thumb

I'm holding hope a trophy upon high hands over head Hoping that by holding hope I'll soon have you instead Aching arms avoid accepting the aching in my head And it's you who can't see your heavy hands are hurting me But I know what you're running from I...

Trust

Dust is settling on my eyelids as I sleep Tar is sliding down the window through which I see Somehow its blacker than these piano keys I think I’ve lost the ability to see I’m so cold through all these clothes I’m crushed to a pulp, on this whisky I gulp,...