Princess Cuckoo

I'll be your offering
I'll be your offering
I'll be your offering
I'll be

I'll be your offering
Blood on this innocent Spring
Grant my wish, cut my strings
Tear me at every seam

Is the glass slipper the key
To manifest this deep sleep?
Curtain call, curtain call
Make me real and feel it all

I've got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep

Make my screams count
For when they find you
Among the pharisees
Comes the faggot queen

Frail thorn, petals split
With you all, I'll bloom tomorrow
Give me a reason to live
Make me your death bed sorrows

Isn't this how you grow up?
As you fuck me and tell me to shut up
Every shadow shouts like I've done something wrong
As the fire in my womb splits me in two

"This is how you grow up
This is how you grow up
This is how you grow up"

And everyone looked away
As I believed them

Feathers like peacocks
Feathers like peacocks
Feathers like peacocks
Feathers like peacocks
Feathers
Feathers
Feathers
And you think I'd just forget?

Wolf howls