Lyrics to O Jarhead! O Wife!
i gave birth to body white, collected to my thighs
held her there, between my legs, and my brought my knees up high
and she slid out, i don't know (my body is not big enough)
and you left your meat all in the leaves
gathering sweat from the graves
and you body cistern, i brought you a sister
from what i holes i could not crave
but i'll go, and be brave: i only have faith in what is good
i knew a boy who built an aviary
he gathered all the wood that he could carry
i pulled from his chest to get blind from the bees
and we exchanged helium because we're tired of ceilings
i found him bucked out, like a jarhead
his antlers found seaweed from an ocean bed
and he carried carvings of his own geography
but had he stabbed his own eyes out, so he couldn't see
i said: 'i don't want to be your wife,
i couldn't stand to do this my whole life
my breast milk is heavy, and you don't have
the strength to help me with this baby.'
and when we pull out of each other
i ask you if you can tug me off
you can me if i can put you out
like: 'what fire' and 'drag the shit from each other'
'all the fluids from your mother'
i can barely stand in your lake disease again
with your vomit up to my waist
and in the hospital they ask me if i know where your parts go
but i tell them your body isn't made from skin they know
held her there, between my legs, and my brought my knees up high
and she slid out, i don't know (my body is not big enough)
and you left your meat all in the leaves
gathering sweat from the graves
and you body cistern, i brought you a sister
from what i holes i could not crave
but i'll go, and be brave: i only have faith in what is good
i knew a boy who built an aviary
he gathered all the wood that he could carry
i pulled from his chest to get blind from the bees
and we exchanged helium because we're tired of ceilings
i found him bucked out, like a jarhead
his antlers found seaweed from an ocean bed
and he carried carvings of his own geography
but had he stabbed his own eyes out, so he couldn't see
i said: 'i don't want to be your wife,
i couldn't stand to do this my whole life
my breast milk is heavy, and you don't have
the strength to help me with this baby.'
and when we pull out of each other
i ask you if you can tug me off
you can me if i can put you out
like: 'what fire' and 'drag the shit from each other'
'all the fluids from your mother'
i can barely stand in your lake disease again
with your vomit up to my waist
and in the hospital they ask me if i know where your parts go
but i tell them your body isn't made from skin they know
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