America's Next Top Martyr
The gods made a ragdoll out of me
Purple thread and a sewing needle
Stitched on my hands, sewed up my lips
Pitched underneath a new steeple
This ain't a familiar place
And I've drained my heart from pricking my fingers
No spinning wheels have put me to sleep
It's an ache for rest and it lingers
Lights hit the stage, I think I've had four
The mob wants a show, I'll give them more
This is the play about a traitor in white
With Dionysus found in her veins tonight
I fell in love with the things under my bed
Immortalized inside this cradle
I put my hair up and crack my knuckles
This is what I've brought to the table
Red hair, the razor's edge on my lips
They start wars o'er the power between my hips
Soul resigned, by design, built my shrine, we intertwined again
Mmm, uh-oh, oh, woah-oh-oh
I'm at the boxing match today-ay-ay-ay-ay
(Blood versus soul, they're bound to riot)
This pain just hates my peace of mind
(Was it the claws or the sting that killed Orion?)
But I'll bend my back and buckle my knees
(Snake vertebrae in place of my spine)
Yeah, I'll cater to you, however you please
(Climb every tree to know the divine)
Lights hit the stage, I think I've had four
The mob wants a show, I'll give them more
This is the play about a traitor in white
With Dionysus found in her veins tonight
I fell in love with the things under my bed
Immortalized inside this cradle
I put my hair up and crack my knuckles
This is what I've brought to the table
Red hair, the razor's edge on my lips
They start wars o'er the power between my hips
Soul resigned, by design, built my shrine, we intertwined again
Uh-oh, oh, I wanna intertwine again
Ooh
Lights hit the stage, I think I've had four
The mob wants a show, I'll give them more
This is the play about a traitor in white
With Dionysus found in her veins tonight
I fell in love with the things under my bed
Immortalized inside this cradle
I put my hair up and crack my knuckles
This is what I've brought to the table
Red hair, the razor's edge on my lips
They start wars o'er the power between my hips
Soul resigned, by design, built my shrine, we intertwined again
We intertwined again
Oh, we intertwined again
Purple thread and a sewing needle
Stitched on my hands, sewed up my lips
Pitched underneath a new steeple
This ain't a familiar place
And I've drained my heart from pricking my fingers
No spinning wheels have put me to sleep
It's an ache for rest and it lingers
Lights hit the stage, I think I've had four
The mob wants a show, I'll give them more
This is the play about a traitor in white
With Dionysus found in her veins tonight
I fell in love with the things under my bed
Immortalized inside this cradle
I put my hair up and crack my knuckles
This is what I've brought to the table
Red hair, the razor's edge on my lips
They start wars o'er the power between my hips
Soul resigned, by design, built my shrine, we intertwined again
Mmm, uh-oh, oh, woah-oh-oh
I'm at the boxing match today-ay-ay-ay-ay
(Blood versus soul, they're bound to riot)
This pain just hates my peace of mind
(Was it the claws or the sting that killed Orion?)
But I'll bend my back and buckle my knees
(Snake vertebrae in place of my spine)
Yeah, I'll cater to you, however you please
(Climb every tree to know the divine)
Lights hit the stage, I think I've had four
The mob wants a show, I'll give them more
This is the play about a traitor in white
With Dionysus found in her veins tonight
I fell in love with the things under my bed
Immortalized inside this cradle
I put my hair up and crack my knuckles
This is what I've brought to the table
Red hair, the razor's edge on my lips
They start wars o'er the power between my hips
Soul resigned, by design, built my shrine, we intertwined again
Uh-oh, oh, I wanna intertwine again
Ooh
Lights hit the stage, I think I've had four
The mob wants a show, I'll give them more
This is the play about a traitor in white
With Dionysus found in her veins tonight
I fell in love with the things under my bed
Immortalized inside this cradle
I put my hair up and crack my knuckles
This is what I've brought to the table
Red hair, the razor's edge on my lips
They start wars o'er the power between my hips
Soul resigned, by design, built my shrine, we intertwined again
We intertwined again
Oh, we intertwined again
Credits
Writer(s): Brooklynn Dooley
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