Lyrics It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) - Sophie Hunger

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
When you understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's mouth gold piece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
And proves to warn that
He not busy being born, is
Busy dying

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow find yourself at war
Hear waterfalls of pity roar
You'd like to moan, but unlike before
You discover that you'd just be one more
Person crying

So don't fear, if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma
I'm only sighing

Some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons, great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of them that call
To make everything that should be killed to crawl
While other's say don't hate nothing at all
Except Hatred

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
To make everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
That it's so easy to see that no-
Nothing is really sacred

Preachers preach of evil fates
While teachers teach that knowledge waits
Leads to hundred dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand naked

Though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you need to dodge
And it's alright, Ma
'Cause I can make it

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
Who can do what's never been done
Who can win what's never been won
Meantime life goes, goes on outside
All around you

You loose yourself, you reappear
You finally find you've got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thought
They really found you

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit
To satisfy ensure you not to quit
Keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to

Though the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I've got nothing, Ma, to live up to

For them that must obey authorities
That they do not respect to any degree
Despise their jobs, their destiny
Speak jealously of them that are free
And then cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in

While others on principles baptize
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag's disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
And then only tell you who to idolize
And then they'll say: "God bless him"

While he who speaks with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape by society's pliers
Could doesn't care to come up any higher
But rather takes you down in the hole
That he's in

I mean no harm nor put fault
To anyone who lives in a vault
It's alright, Ma
If I can't please him

My eyes collide head on
With stuffed graveyards
False goals, I scoff
At pettiness that plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
I kick my legs to crash it off
An then say: "It's okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?"

And if my thoughted dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma
It's life and life only