This Is Not My Home - side B of the SO FUCKING WONDERFUL 7-inch by Tófa.
lyrics
THIS IS NOT MY HOME
When unnaturally colored men lay at my feet
and desperately throw their money to the trees
I will stand in the deserts, crying, screaming.
One last redemption for my Mother.
She worked herself insane
Toiling to mend the messes
That came from
Careless and violent play.
My Mother is angry, didn’t she tell you?
I did my best, but my education betrayed me
And I am left desperate: A starving animal
That has grown to depend on
The taste of its own flesh.
I, the child, am brilliant.
But we, the children, are doomed.
She rumbled in the night
Anxiously seeking rest
But she’s scarred for good
And may never sleep again.
When unnaturally colored men lay at my feet
and desperately throw their money to the trees
I will stand in the deserts, crying, screaming.
One last redemption for my Mother.
One last redemption for my Mother.
An apple she grew became soot in her mouth,
Though it looked so ripe, and it felt so crisp.
The running water turned suddenly to sludge
And the flower on her windowsill bit her.
Rushing to cover the wound she saw her blood:
Blackened like the oceans,
Drying like the oceans.
She coughed through cracked lips as the air became thin.
How did this happen?
How did this happen?
Let the cool water douse your face
This is the last time, so make it sting
Stand in the shower, shiver hard
What else can we do besides
Drink the final drops
What else can we do besides
Continue to ignore?
What else can we do besides
Continue to ignore?
A deepness takes control and she has to leave.
This is not my home! She cried,
How did this happen?
She sits shocked in the same home,
the same mess and realizes that
this...this is it.
How did this happen?
The door is locked but she forgets which way is which as she is hit with
Dashes of grey,
Spatters of black,
And brilliant flashes of white.
A cacophony, a symphony, a destruction bigger than ourselves.
How did this happen?
This is not my home!
How did this happen?
How did this happen?
This is not my home!
When unnaturally colored men lay at my feet
and desperately throw their money to the trees
I will stand in the deserts, crying, screaming.
One last redemption for my Mother.
A cacophony, a symphony, a destruction bigger than ourselves.
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