Crushing Fires - HANDMAID Lyrics
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HANDMAID Lyrics by Crushing Fires
HANDMAID
by Crushing Fires
feat. Olivia Michelle Perez
Intro: Olivia, Ryan(Don't let the bastards grind you down)Husbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're dead
Verse 1: OliviaLike moths to flameI'll be their shameWhen escape fails, they'll see my ails, it palesLike this
Chorus: RyanHusbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're deadGilead stench fills the streetPatriarchy rises
Post-Chorus: RyanWomen arе the lowest class
Verse 2: Olivia, RyanPleading doеsn't help(Women are the lowest class)It only gets you hurt(Women are the lowest class)Rachel wasn't happy(Women are the lowest class)Neither am I
Pre-Chorus: RyanWomen are the lowest class
Chorus: RyanHusbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're deadGilead stench fills the streetPatriarchy risesHusbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're deadGilead stench fills the streetPatriarchy rises
Verse 3: OliviaHandmaids' lives are never easyAnd yet there's no amnestyThey kill us for wanting freedomThat's not rightLike moths to flameI'll be their shame
Chorus: RyanHusbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're deadGilead stench fills the streetPatriarchy risesTake my lifeHusbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're deadGilead stench fills the streetPatriarchy rises
Bridge: Olivia, Ryan(Ahh)Women are the lowest class
Chorus: Olivia, RyanHusbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're deadGilead stench fills the streetPatriarchy risesTake my life (Women are the lowest class)Husbands beat in their wives' headsThey can't rest, even when they're deadGilead stench fills the streetPatriarchy rises
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