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hannah mckittrick - utensil lyrics

wearing ice blue and grey
though i am no snow queen
until you get
in the way of my autonomy

you get weird in august
fever find me anywhere
if health is ascension
throw my goblet in the air

i yearn to be a utensil not a weapon
if health is observation force my eyes to open
wake at midnight
cold slipping down your throat

puppy’s crying outside
do you hear it
do you know it?

k!ll the part of you that says this has to make sense
k!ll the part of you that says this has to make sense
k!ll the part of you that says this has to make sense

the best thing about this is the ceremony
a wave across the cavern for me is contact plenty
i am touching it’s fur i am learning it’s name
if health is a discipline why you treat it like a game?
k!ll the (k!ll the) part of you that says this has to make sense
k!ll the (k!ll the) part of you that says this has to make sense
k!ll the (k!ll the) part of you that says this has to make sense
k!ll the (k!ll the) part of you that says this has to make sense

- hannah mckittrick

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