✧ Labor || Multifemale ✧

⭐ Song credits: @parispaloma

⭐ Chorus segment credits for the channel:    / @fandomdiaries9524  

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⭐ Lyrics:
All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger

24/7, baby machine
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
It's not an act of love if you make her
You make me do too much labour

Why are you hanging on so tight
To the rope that I'm hanging from of this island?
This was an escape plan (this was an escape plan)
Carefully timed it, so let me go
And dive into the waves below.

Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables?
Emotional torture from the head of your high table
Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring?
And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting
And I'm getting fucking tired

The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
For somebody I thought was my saviour
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour

The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
If our love ended, would that be a bad thing?
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
You make me do too much labour

You make me do too much labour

Apologies from my tongue, and never yours
Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork
I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise the false incompetence.
It's dominance under a guise.

If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her
The emotional torture, from the head of your high table
She'd do what you taught her,
she'd meet the same cruel fate.
So now I've gotta run,
so I can undo this mistake.
At least I've gotta try.

The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
For somebody I thought was my saviour.
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour.

The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
You make me do too much labour

All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger

24/7, baby machine
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
It's not an act of love if you make her
You make me do too much labour

All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger

24/7, baby machine
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
It's not an act of love if you make her
You make me do too much labour

The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
(All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid)

If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
(Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant)

For somebody I thought was my saviour
(just an appendage live to attend him)

You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
(so that he never lifts a finger)

The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
(24/7 baby machine)

If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
(so he can live out his picket fence dreams)

And the silence haunts our bed chamber
(it's not an act of love if you make her)

You make me do too much labour


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