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matthew allred - bitter lyrics

[intro of child speaking]

i wouldn’t call them “bitter,”
but yes she sheds her tears at night
she shakes hands with society dowager culturati
finding shapes in overlapping lines
pigment crushed; black wings painted in
the corners of her eyes
sober of her mind, she’s ill defined
by a list to the left, a list to the right
i take her home in my carriage
and let her sleep in my soulless gallery
believe she’ll see come morning when her eyelids open
the statue heads lined up like rosary beads
bravery, fortune, beauty, stupidity
ask me no mystery which outlasts the other three
a student’s mind is broken;
and a fool feels security

it isn’t bitter. it isn’t sweet
nothing to savor. nothing to eat

the freedom question paramount
it’s shackles that give you that
or if not shackles, perhaps i’ll say that
it’s a very narrow path
if you wiggle and spin, got room to breathe
you know you’ll only find the same
she says, “the discipline of following is
another way to play the game.”
every day her art crumbles in her hand
but what if nothing here is really lost?
after all, order created today, only creates future chaos
believe us, we’ve been there, we’ve felt that blow
the curse that means words must make up the flow
when they’re inadequate, approximate, intermediate
we know
it isn’t bitter. it isn’t sweet
nothing to savor. nothing to eat

- matthew allred lyrics

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