A Protest Song
Unveiling Truth: A Symphony of Mistakes in Sophie Hunger's A Protest Song
Lyrics
You are the answer, you never talk
You, the answer, remain silent
You have no question, you are a thought
You lack a question; you exist as a thought
You are the answer
Reiteration: You are the answer
You're shaped and emblazed
You are formed and adorned
Through the holes in my cover
Manifested through vulnerabilities in my facade
Something I made
Something I created
You are the answer, my truthful response
You, my truthful response
My final saying when everyone's gone
My conclusive statement when all depart
You're my illusion, my pattern of wrong
You are my false perception, my recurring mistake
Hollow idol, tip of my tongue
An empty idol, on the tip of my tongue
You're my disgrace and my self made war
You represent my shame and self-inflicted conflict
And I don't want to remember faith anymore
I wish to forget faith; it holds no significance
Wasting myself in the name of a fake
I waste myself in pursuit of a false ideal
You were made for me by mistake
You were mistakenly created for me
Oh wash away oh wash away
An appeal to cleanse or erase
You had nothing to say
You had nothing meaningful to express
You were made for me by mistake
You were a product of chance, not intention
I had nothing before, then I had you
I had nothing before, and then I had you
I was denying, now I refuse
I initially denied, but now I reject
Never been young, you'll never grow old
Never experienced youth; you won't age
My life's in my words, hands they are cold
My life is in my words; my hands are cold
Never made sense but now I disturb
My existence lacked coherence, but now I disrupt
And I'm bashing my goods against
I aggressively confront the world with my possessions
The door of the world
Symbolic action against the closed door of the world
Oh wash away oh wash away
An appeal to cleanse or erase (repeated)
You had nothing to say
You had nothing meaningful to express (repeated)
You were made for me by mistake
You were a product of chance, not intention (repeated)
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