The song 'Fortnight' by Taylor Swift and Post Malone tells a story about strong feelings, complicated relationships, and secret wishes. It talks about love, betrayal, and wanting someone who doesn't feel the same. The word 'fortnight' shows short-lived happiness and guilty pleasures, leading to sadness. It shows how messy relationships can be and the results of hiding emotions. “I was supposed to be sent away / But they forgot to come and get me,” she kickstarts the song in the first verse with lines suggesting an admission to a hospital for people with mental illnesses. She goes in the verse admitting her lover is the reason why she is like this. In the chorus, she sings about their time in love and reflects on how he has now settled with someone else. “I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary / And I love you, it’s ruining my life,” on the second verse she details her struggles to forget about him and the negative effects of her failure. “Thought of callin’ ya, but you won’t pick up / ‘Nother fortnight lost in America,” Post Malone sings in the outro.
Evil and despised, callous charlatans
Feeding off the pain of the grieving masses
Puerile vicious lies, fascist shit
A picket line won't save you
Now the panic breaks, giving chase and
Bringing down
Every one of the fucking villains
Fleeing for their lives, running terrified
Praying in the wake of impending carnage GO!!!
Killing everyone in sight
Bring forth decimation
Weak minded pious fools, left bleeding in the
Westboro massacre
Beaten to the ground. On clotted blood
Shirley drowns
Forced to eat the womb of her butchered daughter
Raped until her eyes go dead
Finished with a knife in to the head
Leaning over her with evil in my eyes
Masturbating while I mutilate her rectum
Force a shotgun right between her thighs
Stupid bitch cries
I pull the trigger. Vaginal chunks fly
Killing everyone in sight
Bring forth decimation
Weak minded pious fools, left bleeding in the
Westboro massacre
Molten plastic on a stick, thrust in her cunt
Watching it drip
The name of Phelps will be erased from the history books
Slaughter! Massacre
They pray for forgiveness. We show no remorse
Fantasies of rabid killing frenzied stabbing
Acting out eradication
Mass graves now cover the land. Behold our killing fields of torture
Barbaric butchery. Victory as planned
Leader of the flock is caught and bound
Freddy meets his end. What goes around comes around
After torture he is cut to shreds
Thurston puts a pick axe through his head
Evil and despised, callous charlatans
Feeding off the pain of the grieving masses
Fleeing for their lives, running terrified
Praying in the wake of impending carnage
Feeding off the pain of the grieving masses
Puerile vicious lies, fascist shit
A picket line won't save you
Now the panic breaks, giving chase and
Bringing down
Every one of the fucking villains
Fleeing for their lives, running terrified
Praying in the wake of impending carnage GO!!!
Killing everyone in sight
Bring forth decimation
Weak minded pious fools, left bleeding in the
Westboro massacre
Beaten to the ground. On clotted blood
Shirley drowns
Forced to eat the womb of her butchered daughter
Raped until her eyes go dead
Finished with a knife in to the head
Leaning over her with evil in my eyes
Masturbating while I mutilate her rectum
Force a shotgun right between her thighs
Stupid bitch cries
I pull the trigger. Vaginal chunks fly
Killing everyone in sight
Bring forth decimation
Weak minded pious fools, left bleeding in the
Westboro massacre
Molten plastic on a stick, thrust in her cunt
Watching it drip
The name of Phelps will be erased from the history books
Slaughter! Massacre
They pray for forgiveness. We show no remorse
Fantasies of rabid killing frenzied stabbing
Acting out eradication
Mass graves now cover the land. Behold our killing fields of torture
Barbaric butchery. Victory as planned
Leader of the flock is caught and bound
Freddy meets his end. What goes around comes around
After torture he is cut to shreds
Thurston puts a pick axe through his head
Evil and despised, callous charlatans
Feeding off the pain of the grieving masses
Fleeing for their lives, running terrified
Praying in the wake of impending carnage
Lyrics submitted by Opethfanatic89
The Westboro Massacre Lyrics as written by Phil Tolfree
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Fortnight
Taylor Swift
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Great version of a great song,
No Surprises
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