Veronica Grim - Summer Goth - EP

Joan of Arc

I am not your Joan of Arc
Baby I am not your whore
I'm a terrifying Something that they don't give credit for
They don't know how to control me
Sometimes I can't manage that
More than anyone's perspective
I'm a three-ring circus act
Oh

Burned alive
I will rise
Burned alive

If I'm too good on my own
They say my heart is growing cold
If I learn to love somebody
It's the same old centerfold
Always shamed behind my back
For every single move I make
I just can't please everybody
So I'm on my own crusade
Yeah

Burned alive
I will rise
Burned alive

Love and respect are not illusions
But they're elusive
Fleetingly sweet
I don't need to find forgiveness
From anybody
Except for me

(Burned alive)

I am not your Joan of Arc
I'm a ten ton atom bomb
Underestimate my power
Baby you must have me wrong
I'm not scared to speak my mind
I'm a fighter
I'm a witch
Best believe I'm coming for you
It's the Season of the Bitch

Burned alive
I will rise
Burned alive
Ow

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