Natures collapse in twos,
taught only by your mother's truth.
Hell in a white hue;
a dress handed down to you,
the thread came loose,
you made it your noose.

Burn it into his mouth,
the taste of what you weren't allowed;
the ash it makes a deadly house
for small hands and cries for help,

and the kitchen screamed murder,
and your bruises seemed to clear up,
and your voice was quieter
when he was around.

Taught yourself through dialogue,
the echo of the things you'd lost.
Tie your throat in knots,
things you hadn’t forgotten;
and you wait to age,
for defence.

When he was around
your bed was burned down,
when he was around
safe was in the ground.

Lyrics submitted by yellk81

Father Figurine song meanings
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