Read The Signs
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โฑ๏ธ 4:12 duration
๐ ID: 22425183
๐ Lyrics
My body is not your dumping ground, not your place
Of release, not your trophy, not your jumping off
Point for a new slate not a landing strip for
Pornographic reenactment white cum on brown
Belly fetish my body is not for your
Distraction or your brown sugar craving
My body is a sacred site yes but not for
The tourist bucket list tick yeah been there
It is not the free soup sample section at the supermarket
My body is too vast for your shallow slurps it's the herb
Garden that grew cardamom and turmeric and ginger that
Gives and heals like homeopathic drops and tinctures
My body is not your gymnasium
Not weights for you to test or bulk your power with
And my solar plexus is not the punching
Bag for your unresolved emotions
And next time you come for temporary cuddles to kill time
Until the next girl know that my body is not your mama's
Not a well for you to milk dry all that
You have missed out on in childhood
But come with reverence, with all of your essence and your presence
And my body will give you more than you've ever known
My body is not your science lab No I don't give you permission
To test your fantasies and strategies My body is not
A satellite tower to broadcast your stolen conquests
My body is mine
It's mine to objectify like celestial stars and asteroids
My body is mine
It's mine
It's mine
It's mine
And it's my contradiction, it's my secret to tell or not to tell
It's my right to cover up or to rebel
My made up word to idolize or to misspell
What you told me was my hell, was in
Fact my well of everlasting power
So cast your pious eyes, your greedy hooks
Your dirty looks away from my body
There is nothing wrong in walking proud and strong and flawed
And sexy and vulnerable there is nothing wrong with my body
My body's crowning heads through birth canals
Humble creeks, waterfalls and hummingbird calls
My body mends and heals
Braces and builds from billions of light years ago
A breathtaking tapestry of interference patterns stitched
With stardust, synovial fluids for God's movements
My body is God's library of information
Read the signs
It's all there in my body
Of release, not your trophy, not your jumping off
Point for a new slate not a landing strip for
Pornographic reenactment white cum on brown
Belly fetish my body is not for your
Distraction or your brown sugar craving
My body is a sacred site yes but not for
The tourist bucket list tick yeah been there
It is not the free soup sample section at the supermarket
My body is too vast for your shallow slurps it's the herb
Garden that grew cardamom and turmeric and ginger that
Gives and heals like homeopathic drops and tinctures
My body is not your gymnasium
Not weights for you to test or bulk your power with
And my solar plexus is not the punching
Bag for your unresolved emotions
And next time you come for temporary cuddles to kill time
Until the next girl know that my body is not your mama's
Not a well for you to milk dry all that
You have missed out on in childhood
But come with reverence, with all of your essence and your presence
And my body will give you more than you've ever known
My body is not your science lab No I don't give you permission
To test your fantasies and strategies My body is not
A satellite tower to broadcast your stolen conquests
My body is mine
It's mine to objectify like celestial stars and asteroids
My body is mine
It's mine
It's mine
It's mine
And it's my contradiction, it's my secret to tell or not to tell
It's my right to cover up or to rebel
My made up word to idolize or to misspell
What you told me was my hell, was in
Fact my well of everlasting power
So cast your pious eyes, your greedy hooks
Your dirty looks away from my body
There is nothing wrong in walking proud and strong and flawed
And sexy and vulnerable there is nothing wrong with my body
My body's crowning heads through birth canals
Humble creeks, waterfalls and hummingbird calls
My body mends and heals
Braces and builds from billions of light years ago
A breathtaking tapestry of interference patterns stitched
With stardust, synovial fluids for God's movements
My body is God's library of information
Read the signs
It's all there in my body
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.21] My body is not your dumping ground, not your place
[00:17.63] Of release, not your trophy, not your jumping off
[00:22.81] Point for a new slate not a landing strip for
[00:26.17] Pornographic reenactment white cum on brown
[00:30.79] Belly fetish my body is not for your
[00:34.29] Distraction or your brown sugar craving
[00:41.79] My body is a sacred site yes but not for
[00:46.72] The tourist bucket list tick yeah been there
[00:52.43] It is not the free soup sample section at the supermarket
[00:57.78] My body is too vast for your shallow slurps it's the herb
[01:02.75] Garden that grew cardamom and turmeric and ginger that
[01:08.75] Gives and heals like homeopathic drops and tinctures
[01:15.40] My body is not your gymnasium
[01:20.39] Not weights for you to test or bulk your power with
[01:25.32] And my solar plexus is not the punching
[01:28.08] Bag for your unresolved emotions
[01:32.45] And next time you come for temporary cuddles to kill time
[01:37.22] Until the next girl know that my body is not your mama's
[01:43.71] Not a well for you to milk dry all that
[01:46.32] You have missed out on in childhood
[01:48.49] But come with reverence, with all of your essence and your presence
[01:55.17] And my body will give you more than you've ever known
[02:01.25] My body is not your science lab No I don't give you permission
[02:06.74] To test your fantasies and strategies My body is not
[02:10.71] A satellite tower to broadcast your stolen conquests
[02:17.65] My body is mine
[02:21.20] It's mine to objectify like celestial stars and asteroids
[02:25.58] My body is mine
[02:27.26] It's mine
[02:28.48] It's mine
[02:29.24] It's mine
[02:29.88] And it's my contradiction, it's my secret to tell or not to tell
[02:35.02] It's my right to cover up or to rebel
[02:38.35] My made up word to idolize or to misspell
[02:42.66] What you told me was my hell, was in
[02:45.61] Fact my well of everlasting power
[02:51.75] So cast your pious eyes, your greedy hooks
[02:56.35] Your dirty looks away from my body
[03:01.03] There is nothing wrong in walking proud and strong and flawed
[03:06.68] And sexy and vulnerable there is nothing wrong with my body
[03:14.14] My body's crowning heads through birth canals
[03:18.39] Humble creeks, waterfalls and hummingbird calls
[03:22.52] My body mends and heals
[03:25.34] Braces and builds from billions of light years ago
[03:31.08] A breathtaking tapestry of interference patterns stitched
[03:36.15] With stardust, synovial fluids for God's movements
[03:43.13] My body is God's library of information
[03:48.63] Read the signs
[03:51.18] It's all there in my body
[03:54.45]
[00:17.63] Of release, not your trophy, not your jumping off
[00:22.81] Point for a new slate not a landing strip for
[00:26.17] Pornographic reenactment white cum on brown
[00:30.79] Belly fetish my body is not for your
[00:34.29] Distraction or your brown sugar craving
[00:41.79] My body is a sacred site yes but not for
[00:46.72] The tourist bucket list tick yeah been there
[00:52.43] It is not the free soup sample section at the supermarket
[00:57.78] My body is too vast for your shallow slurps it's the herb
[01:02.75] Garden that grew cardamom and turmeric and ginger that
[01:08.75] Gives and heals like homeopathic drops and tinctures
[01:15.40] My body is not your gymnasium
[01:20.39] Not weights for you to test or bulk your power with
[01:25.32] And my solar plexus is not the punching
[01:28.08] Bag for your unresolved emotions
[01:32.45] And next time you come for temporary cuddles to kill time
[01:37.22] Until the next girl know that my body is not your mama's
[01:43.71] Not a well for you to milk dry all that
[01:46.32] You have missed out on in childhood
[01:48.49] But come with reverence, with all of your essence and your presence
[01:55.17] And my body will give you more than you've ever known
[02:01.25] My body is not your science lab No I don't give you permission
[02:06.74] To test your fantasies and strategies My body is not
[02:10.71] A satellite tower to broadcast your stolen conquests
[02:17.65] My body is mine
[02:21.20] It's mine to objectify like celestial stars and asteroids
[02:25.58] My body is mine
[02:27.26] It's mine
[02:28.48] It's mine
[02:29.24] It's mine
[02:29.88] And it's my contradiction, it's my secret to tell or not to tell
[02:35.02] It's my right to cover up or to rebel
[02:38.35] My made up word to idolize or to misspell
[02:42.66] What you told me was my hell, was in
[02:45.61] Fact my well of everlasting power
[02:51.75] So cast your pious eyes, your greedy hooks
[02:56.35] Your dirty looks away from my body
[03:01.03] There is nothing wrong in walking proud and strong and flawed
[03:06.68] And sexy and vulnerable there is nothing wrong with my body
[03:14.14] My body's crowning heads through birth canals
[03:18.39] Humble creeks, waterfalls and hummingbird calls
[03:22.52] My body mends and heals
[03:25.34] Braces and builds from billions of light years ago
[03:31.08] A breathtaking tapestry of interference patterns stitched
[03:36.15] With stardust, synovial fluids for God's movements
[03:43.13] My body is God's library of information
[03:48.63] Read the signs
[03:51.18] It's all there in my body
[03:54.45]