labour - Paris Paloma
labour (Explicit) Paris PalomaWhy are you hanging on So tight To the rope that I'mhanging from Off this island This was an escape plan Carefully timed it So let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards Who fixes up the gables Emotional torture From the head of your high table Who fetches the water From the rocky mountain spring And walk back down again To feel you words and their sharp sting And I'mgetting *******tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died would that be the worst thing For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended would that be a bad thing As the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue Never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup And stabbing with your fork I know you'rea smart man And weaponise The false incompetence It'sdominance under guise If we had a daughter I'dwatch and could not save her The emotional torture From the head of your high table She'ddo what you taught her She'dmeet the same cruel fate So now I'vegotta run So I can undo this mistake At least I'vegotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died would that be the worst thing For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended would that be a bad thing As the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day every day therapist mother maid Nymph then virgin nurse and a servant Just an appendage live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24/7baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It'snot an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day every day therapist mother maid Nymph then virgin nurse and a servant Just an appendage live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24/7baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It'snot an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died would that be the worst thing For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour 24/7baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It'snot an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour Guitar score
labour Artist: Paris Paloma
Capo: 0
Key: D
Difficulty：
Tempo: 85
Time Signature: 4/4
Hot: 100
Creation time: 2023-06-07 labour Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by Paris Paloma. This guitar tab is in the key of D and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by Paris Paloma at that time～
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