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Where the Arms of Others Cannot Reach pt​.​I

from Daughters by SALMIST

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lyrics

She's got the body of a battle axe.
Tearin' through paper hearts since the start.
The kinda girl who gave herself away one too many times.
World at the fingertips, hands on her waist.
Stubborn as hell.
Steadfast to her thoughts.
Cuddling doubt like a dog.
An attention breather.
Without notice, lungs run dry.
She believed every lie told from the snake's tongue.
Flattery and decay.
Angels cry beside her, only to have their robes torn.
Demons build bridges to depravity.
Calling out the easy path.
Distance becomes isolation.
She breathes whilst sinking into concrete, cables wrapped around her neck.
Time will see its bitter end.
A walking obituary.
Plain inks of black fall upon her ivory slate.
No gloss or powder covers this disgrace.
A dead stare holds reflection within the mirror.
Not a thought, dream, or desire would bring a lover near.
The knife paints words upon her wrists.
Unwanted and worthless.
She peeks down from her mountain.
In search of a filler for an incoherent sentence.
Deliriously stumbling from shelter to slavery.
These bricks are made of malice.
Lonely vessels trace these streets.
Spiteful sailors abandon the Captain to serve the Curse.
Blinded and bound by pride.
Reality fades to black from white.
No glimpse of color.
Souls dark and numb inside.
Just a cardiac that beats and lies.
She surrenders.
Silencing potential and patience.
Settling on quakes and quicksand.
With common goal.
Ravage all hope.
Tear clothes from skin.
Let in the end of innocence.
Retreat.
Despoiled and beaten.
Retreat.
Putrefying shame.
Repeat.
Empty fills the well within these lifeless eyes.
Lacking strength to stand and all will to live.
A kick keeps her face to the ground, and value within reach.
Chains be the frames of a bed.
The floor speaks death's cruel whisper.
Walls silence no screams.
The world watches as she bleeds.

SALMIST © 2013. All Rights Reserved. Do Not Copy Or Reproduce Without Explicit Written Consent. www.salmist.com

credits

from Daughters, released October 22, 2013
Banjo by Jonno Bouldin
Written and Performed by SALMIST
Recording and Tracking by Nathan Worthey
Mastered by Jeff Hendrick
( www.facebook.com/JeffHendrickMusic )
Produced by Nathan Worthey, Jeff Hendrick, and Jacob Worthey

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