The Mistress
Amelia Curran
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Am - F - E - AmAm hello it's me the mistressAm is there anybody home?F cuz the last place I should be is sittin' here aloneE all I ask for is forgivenessE if you've got some give it hereAm you don't act much like you need itAm you don't look much like you careAm and will you need me in the summer?Am will you need me in the spring?F I believe my life is ending I don't know where to beginE I've got a page in my back pocket of the seven deadly sinsAm and its dragging me around among the needles and the pinsAm and I dont need to take a breatherAm I'm on the outside looking outAm yeah, I don't need to see your papersF cuz I know what you're aboutE you had me by the bible and you had me by the beltAm and you had me from the instant my cold love began to meltAm and then you praise me for my inspirationAm asked me for an explanationContinúa después del anuncioAm followed up with hesitationF fit my primal expectationE I don't care but I don't mindE you can call me any timeAm you can holler through the fortressAm and kick me out of lineAm I don't expect it from the grief that gathers in my headF I like suspended disbeliefF I like to spend the day in bedE I like to spend the nights in heavenE hanging with the deadAm you know, Judas and his women and the voices in my headAm I've got my eyes upon the mirrorAm I've got my hands up in the airF I confess to my distress yeah, I great crazier each yearE you know I'd change it if I could you know I like to say that I wouldAm but there's a war between the parts of meAm the evil and the goodAm and you try and stop me i'm on fireAm it doesn't look that wayF you know, I used to be a liarF but living's set me straightE I don't come with no disclaimer I'm like everybody elseAm we keep our demons on the burner and our morals on the shelfAm and nobody asks for my opinion because you dont want to hearF I swear I'm only human wishing I could disappearE and you must think its an illusion that I like to live in fearAm of a probable solution of why the devil put me hereAm and now no judgement call will kill meAm just makes me close my eyesF and I sink into the slumber to the prison of my mindE where I'd love to introduce youE if you found a way insideAm you could sell me retribution and totally demystifyAm until i wonder how I got hereAm until I don't know who to beF is it better to be grounded?F is it better to be free?E am I better off without you?E am I happier alone?Am hello, its me the mistress, could you please pick up the phone?