The Silent Comedy - Exploitation lyrics
[The Silent Comedy - Exploitation lyrics]
Contessa, little darlin'
They're gonna love your limbs
So feeble, so flawless, you will be broken
They’ll dress you in violet
They’ll touch your tender hair
Those demons, the silence
You’ll learn to block them
So pick a spot on the wall
Stare at it with all the strength you've got
And if the lighting's right
Seein' shapes so you won't think at all
In the dark
Wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's God
Swear at him and say I’ve had enough
The pressure
It's risin' to let the shadows in
The face of your father, is in the darkness
You’ll fake it, you’ll fight it
You’ll scrape and scrub your skin
The stain and the fire, your fate's decided
So pick a spot on the wall
Stare at it with all the strength you've got
And if the lighting's right
Seein' shapes so you won't think at all
In the dark
Wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's God
Swear at him and say I’ve had enough
Pick a spot on the wall
Stare at it with all the strength you've got
And if the lighting's right
Seein' shapes so you won't think at all
In the dark
Wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's God
Swear at him and say I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough i've had enough
They're gonna love your limbs
So feeble, so flawless, you will be broken
They’ll dress you in violet
They’ll touch your tender hair
Those demons, the silence
You’ll learn to block them
So pick a spot on the wall
Stare at it with all the strength you've got
And if the lighting's right
Seein' shapes so you won't think at all
In the dark
Wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's God
Swear at him and say I’ve had enough
The pressure
It's risin' to let the shadows in
The face of your father, is in the darkness
You’ll fake it, you’ll fight it
You’ll scrape and scrub your skin
The stain and the fire, your fate's decided
So pick a spot on the wall
Stare at it with all the strength you've got
And if the lighting's right
Seein' shapes so you won't think at all
In the dark
Wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's God
Swear at him and say I’ve had enough
Pick a spot on the wall
Stare at it with all the strength you've got
And if the lighting's right
Seein' shapes so you won't think at all
In the dark
Wide awake when all those men have gone
You cry for mother's God
Swear at him and say I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough i've had enough