For She Loved Not
From your ivory tower spy (in your vanity)
An undercover conspiracy
In time she’ll take
In your mind you are disparaged (ever panicking)
Hush them in obsolescence and
Take care (take care)
Should they awake, beware
Invidious are our contradictions
We are yours, always only for you (so we speak no more)
Giving orders from your knees (so we speak no more)
To talk ill, deprecate is to fail their mission
All we want is your laughter (and so we mourn)
All we want is your smile (quietly we mourn)
Have you yet your comfort?
From a father, the other, protector, and I
Your brother and his arms
Armor that you may stand against the wiles
From this festering pit of hate (as you judge it)
This home to degenerate (if you deem it)
To make her the victim
To force her to falter in this quandary
For she loved not the favors of gents nor of kings
If to progress is a confession to murder
She’ll come to it somehow
Go to hell, boy
I don’t need you no more
You spin your tales of woe (in your imaginings)
And them cast into open seas
In hopes that they’ll bite
You profess of undue cruelty (such a tragedy)
That disdain left you indisposed
And play at malady
But you’ve cried too many times
Your calls are a chore (don’t you want recognition)
We’ll answer no more (wanna stand like your tall)
Yes you’ve cried (once too many a time)
Yes you’ve cried (once too many a time)
Yes you’ve cried
Too many times
Have you yet your comfort?
From a father, the other, protector, and I
Your brother and his arms
Armor that you may stand against the wiles
From this festering pit of hate (as you judge it)
This home to degenerate, (if you deem it)
To make her the victim
To force her to falter in this quandary
For she loved not the favors of gents or of kings
If to progress is a confession to murder
She’ll come to it somehow
Go to hell, boy.
I don’t need you no more
Do you love me master, no?
Don’t you love me master, no?
You’re at my heels barking away, again
Placing crowns and twisting fate, again
When there’s a head to claim it’s me in the stocks for you
So won’t you love me master, no?
©℗ cat.band, Words and Music by Brodega