- Jenny Hval That Battle Is Over 歌词
- Jenny Hval
- What is it to take care of yourself? What are we take in care of?
A million bedrooms with hands softly lulling our divine ****s and *****s, without telling anyone, a million *****ps come alone out on the calmest seas So are we loving ourselves now? Are we mothering ourselves? Statistics and newspaper tell me I am unhappy and dying, that I need man and child to fulfill me that I'm more likely to get breast cancer and it's biology, it's my own fault it's divine punishment of the unruly it's fearful out here on the calmest seas, we who grew up singing. Merry christmas! The war is over. Our mothers softly humming: We're at the edge of history But I keep growing older, eight years since 25 now, and all that ages now is the body, and I wonder why, I think to myself one of this days everything I write begins with the question What's wrong with me? Yes! You say I'm free now, that battle is over And feminism's over and socialism's over Yeah! I say I can consume what I want now. And this is what happens on the edge of history the great eye turn to us. We are the only thing that's aging, but we don't know it yet, we cling onto heaven Sleep tight forever, sleep tight forever
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