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Turn Soonest to the Sea Lyrics
Do you remember how it was when you bled?
When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept
Because Vesta's long been sleeping
And now you've come to accept
That your anatomy defines more than a few
Of the gaping holes in our social fabric and it defines
More than a few one night stands, more than a few prison bars melted in, melted in, melted into wedding bands
We've made you all the peasants and we've made ourselves the kings
Our queens are still subordinate as an angel without wings
We make it easy to belong which means it's easy to be wrong
"Put some plastic in your tits, and you'd look better as a blonde"
I remember when you were hopeful
And you never thought your life would be lived inside a coffin with a moral sacrifice and a million social obligations,
Labels and expectations when you were young and modern seventeen in vogue and vague pursuit of a cosmopolitan dream
So when you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations as a whore and not a human
You embraced with hesitation the very parameters of all you can be
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister who's not subdued
Because dignity's not physical and your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you;
Your flesh means more than you;
Your flesh means more than
I know we'll wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains
You'll be asking for your rib and I'll smile and call you brave
Maybe someday when - when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins when the greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read,
A plaque will read: "No woman is a whore"
Maybe someday when - when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins when the greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read,
A plaque will read
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When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept
Because Vesta's long been sleeping
And now you've come to accept
That your anatomy defines more than a few
Of the gaping holes in our social fabric and it defines
More than a few one night stands, more than a few prison bars melted in, melted in, melted into wedding bands
Our queens are still subordinate as an angel without wings
We make it easy to belong which means it's easy to be wrong
"Put some plastic in your tits, and you'd look better as a blonde"
And you never thought your life would be lived inside a coffin with a moral sacrifice and a million social obligations,
Labels and expectations when you were young and modern seventeen in vogue and vague pursuit of a cosmopolitan dream
You embraced with hesitation the very parameters of all you can be
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister who's not subdued
Because dignity's not physical and your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you;
Your flesh means more than you;
Your flesh means more than
You'll be asking for your rib and I'll smile and call you brave
Maybe someday when - when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins when the greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read,
A plaque will read: "No woman is a whore"
Where underneath, a plaque will read,
A plaque will read
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no woman is a whore" is cool to. i hate the way people treat girls all around the world. im not a girl, but im pretty sure that when most girls listen 50 cent they feel like machines. 50 cent is a sexest bitch
Since the band has confirmed that this album is a story and this third of that story is told by Kezia (the condemmed woman) we know that is fact. the interpretation part is what Kezia is thinking just before she is shot.
I think she is reflecting on our worlds discrimination against woman. there are so many images of woman as the weaker gender and how men are the power over them. also 'our city is in ruins' when is we know that our society is f'ed up when one gender takes importance over another (monuments to Adam and gender crowns)
but isn't this song about a woman who's become a whore and forgotten her true self?
"Do you remember how it was when you bled?" -She's had so much dick since her cherry was popped that she can't even remember her first time.
"Because Vesta's long been sleeping" -Vesta was a virgin Roman goddess. This line is pretty self-explanatory.
The song is most certainly not from the perspective of Kezia, as the lines seem to be made to apply to her:
"I remember when you were hopeful And you never thought your life would be lived inside a coffin with a moral sacrifice and a million social obligations"
This is stated by someone who has obviously known Kezia since she was young (>17), before she was tied down by the expectations of society and presumably before she gave up her virginity ("bled on the bed as [she] fed those expectations"). She hesitated to fill the role set before her by society which was a strict boundary of what she couldn't be: "Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister who's not subdued."
"I know we'll wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains You'll be asking for your rib and I'll smile and call you brave"
The above lines are a bit confusing. It may be that the "we" refers to the author of the note and Kezia and that they'll both be martyrs for the cause of egalitarianism. Or it may be that the "we" refers to men as a whole, in which case I feel that the next lines must be interpreted entirely differently, as it would seems that the women would have turned the tables and be instead the oppressors of those that had oppressed them (mankind). Or it may be something completely different (feel free to comment).
"Maybe someday when - when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins when the greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore"
If it is the first case, and the gun is also to the back of Kezia's head (and the author's), then the bloody skull belongs to either of them and its drying obviously refers to the event occurring (long) after they have died. The city may be in ruins, but the monument to what has been accomplished is still intact. However, I find the other scenario to be more plausible. The "we" refers to "man" and they are in turn oppressed in the same manner as women were once oppressed. The city (world) would then be in ruins when instead of the objectification of women you have a similar idol set to the dicks and ribs (rather than breasts, as now) and other gender symbols of man. The plaque's reading then takes on a new meaning of an oppressive regime rather than a message of hope.
Also, good catch AmpleVoltage. I didn't know that Young and Modern was a magazine, but it certainly makes sense that they would slip in more examples of objectification in society.
Your flesh means more than you, that is one hell of an amazing line, it clearly shows the need of image in the entertainment busines, not only their but everywhere in the world
Is Kezia being executed for being female? and for spudpeel: In the Bible it says that Eve was made from Adam's rib. ... a monument of dicks (men) and ribs (woman). Kezia is hoping for equaliy in the future.
Protest the hero i think were actually quoted saying that Between the buried an me's cd Alaska was one of their main influences on the this albums music, and your right it really shows in this song
My favorite Protest the Hero song. I like the end, where a bunch of voices are chanting the chorus.
totally. it's not my favorite, but at the end when everyone joins in, the song expresses that everyone listening can join in and sing a memorable line.
totally. it's not my favorite, but at the end when everyone joins in, the song expresses that everyone listening can join in and sing a memorable line.
this song is about the objectivication of woman, shown by the fashion magazines that are mentioned and the line "Put some plastic in your tits, and you'd look better as a blonde" and then in the end they show their hope for an equal society with the "maybe someday" part
Sorry I meant partially about.