Soon.
Soon.

I could've sworn you were Mary Poppins
The very first day that I ever met you,
With a smile that could cure a cancer,
A chip in your tooth from the boy who hit you.

But the stain on the elephant's back though
What one the room that once had kept you
I could have sworn it would fade away but
Only grew bigger it's never slept. You

Could have been a famous female wrestler if not so
Occupied by your own dark hunger.
A tattoo of me tattooed teardrops on my face for
The insects that I killed when I was younger.

Soon.

I'm making progress,
Not that you can forget.
I'm counting my blessings.
I don't fight in cages.

You sent me to the woods for two weeks until the
Bird came to my feet to tell me it's over.
You laid on the floor underneath the highway,
Watching men on TV beat the blood out of each other. You

Could have been a famous female wrestler if not so
Occupied by your things held under.
The tattoo of me tattooed teardrops on my face for
The insects that I killed when I was younger.


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Female Wrestler (Less Urban Version) song meanings
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