Folk Bitch Trio — God's A Different Sword

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Am I lucky?
Or am I just sane?
Have I been walking round in circles?
Always fumbling your name
Heard it quiet
At the bottom of my drawer
A heavy conversation
That I started to ignore
Here I go
Just one more
If I left it just a little while
Would these questions turn to answers
In a neat little pile?
Could I be good on my own accord?
Well, heaven knows I know need it
But God's a different sword
Here I go
Just one more
I feel better
No, I feel awake
Well, I've been lying in a hook net
Just waiting for my break
Can't deny it my body keeps the score
But if you tell me that you need it
I can get up off my floor
Here I go
Just one more
Woke up early just a rule I've laid
Now my future's written out on my Sunday dinner plate
Could I be good on my own accord?
Well, heaven knows I know need it
But God's a different sword
Here I go
Just one more
Or am I just sane?
Have I been walking round in circles?
Always fumbling your name
Heard it quiet
At the bottom of my drawer
A heavy conversation
That I started to ignore
Here I go
Just one more
If I left it just a little while
Would these questions turn to answers
In a neat little pile?
Could I be good on my own accord?
Well, heaven knows I know need it
But God's a different sword
Here I go
Just one more
I feel better
No, I feel awake
Well, I've been lying in a hook net
Just waiting for my break
Can't deny it my body keeps the score
But if you tell me that you need it
I can get up off my floor
Here I go
Just one more
Woke up early just a rule I've laid
Now my future's written out on my Sunday dinner plate
Could I be good on my own accord?
Well, heaven knows I know need it
But God's a different sword
Here I go
Just one more
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For the life of me, I'll NEVER understand why women succumb to accepting derogatory names for themselves.
Wow, a chance to post a first comment. I thought this sounded like Lola Young. Good song!
For the life of me, I'll NEVER understand why women succumb to accepting derogatory names for themselves.
Try to use a little imagination. Imagine what it might be like to be subject to a battery of derogatory names based purely on your sex/gender. As a man, it's an entlrely unknown issue. If I were a woman and daily haad to endure being called a "bitch" or a "whore" or worse, I might think of removing the power of the term by owning it myself. Like some black people have with the "N" word.