Відео

I LOVE IT

Writing a book while blasting this in your headphones is another kind of power

ive been listening to this like 17 times. help.

2:05 the capillaries in my eyes are bursting if our love died would that be the worst thing ??? POWER OF FEMALE RAGEEE

2:24

2:00

1:50

1:25

This feels like it’s somebody in a @bus1v3 relationship with someone

this is a good song

I’m so tried .🪫But I can’t give up yet. I won’t myself do that! <3

I hate America.

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Hello, can I participate? AroxCarine Cullen ( Twilight x Life and Death) and Barty Crounch Junior x Andromeda Black ( Harry Potter).

Eldest daughter syndrome :3

ITS NOT AN ACT OF LOVE IF YOU MAKE HER!

This suits Nyra so much 😌 long live the queen 👑

2:06

Don’t hate on me but I love this song

Every women deserved respect and love ❤

"So he never lifts a finger". It is so sad, especially the second meaning 💔😥

The fact that people adore Daemon after this scene is terrible.

WOMEN DESERVE EQUALITY

1:25 onwards omg

if our love died would that be the worst thing* i felt that ❤

Paris paloma>>>

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♥️

The fact u can hear kids singing it🙁..

*LYRICS:* All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24/7 baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour Why are you hangin' on so tight To the rope that I'm hangin' from off this island? This was an escape plan (This was an escape plan), carefully timed it So let me go and dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting? And I'm gettin' fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is crackin' If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man) and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is crackin' If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24/7 baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24/7 baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour The capillaries in my eyes are bursting (All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid) If our love died, would that be the worst thing? (Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant) For somebody I thought was my saviour (Just an appendage, live to attend him) You sure make me do a whole lot of labour (So that he never lifts a finger) The calloused skin on my hands is crackin' (24/7 baby machine) If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? (So he can live out his picket fence dreams) And the silence haunts our bed chamber (It's not an act of love if you make her) You make me do too much labour. *Pin, maybe?*

The fact that you can hear kids singing this.

WOMAN DESERVE BETTER💋💯

Thank you for making this, it is now my new favourite song its so good❤❤❤

IF DAEMON HAS NO HATERS IT'S BECAUSE I'M DEAD.

As a boy, This is why i strive to be nice and fair to all girls. You are all strong, beautiful, and god dammit kick that basters ass if he hurts you!!! Go girls, you deserve better.

THE POWER AND ALL OF THE ANCESTRAL RAGE I HAVE HAS BEEN AWAKENED BY THIS SONGGGG

The random strangling scene is so baffling to me. Book Rhaenyra never would've put up with it.

MY GLORIOUS QUEEN RHAENRYA

Best part 1:02

My love, are you the devil? I would worship you instead of him I have no time for confession For I'm too busy committing sins My love, you're something special I've never met someone like you You'd make me fall from heaven But I know just what I do "Angel, " he calls me Does he know that I'm falling From a precipice that I tripped off long ago? "You're so pure, " he says Does he know, I'm forsaken? The original sinner But soon you'll know For if I'm going down I guess I'll take you with me Naked in that garden Back at the beginning And now in your arms You're faithless, for you pitched me Against your holy father And it seems that I am winning I don't I feel your hands grabbing my throat As you say My love, are you the devil? I would worship you instead of him I have no time for confession For I'm too busy committing sins My love, you're something special I've never met someone like you You'd make me fall from heaven But I know just what I do "Devil, " you call me But seems to be enjoying The fruits of my labour that came to me too young When he stole my virtue I'm glad it seems to serve you That I was born a daughter and not a son For if I'm going down I guess I'll take you with me Screaming birds sound an awful lot like singing And I will tell you now That I'm not even singing There's no escape for some Least of all for me I feel your lips kissing my feet But even so Oh! Oh, call me a devil Oh, you call me a devil You want me on my knees to pray Or play some other pleasing role Never wonder Where I must have learnt it all You want me to transgress While I'm in my Sunday best And all the while have no respect As you eat it up whole My body and my blood You've claimed it now, so come drink up And there's no need to be concerned About what's left when you are done because You've got me on my knees to pray Or play some other pleasing role But never wonder Where I must have learnt it all

WE DONT CALL HER MOTHER NATURE FOR NOTHING.

rhaenyra my poor girl <3 too relatable

From 0:02 to 0:21 it just SLAYYYYYYYYS. (Edit:my comment got 9 likez ty <3)

WE WILL NOT BE SILENCED

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour The capillaries in my eyes (all day, every day) Are bursting (therapist, mother, maid) If our love died (nymph then virgin) Would that be the worst thing? (Nurse then a servant) For somebody (just an appendage) I thought was my saviour (live to attend him) You sure make me do (so that) A whole lot of labour (he never lifts a finger) The calloused skin on my hands (24∕7) Is cracking (baby machine) If our love ends (so he can live out) Would that be a bad thing? (His picket fence dreams) And the silence (it's not an act of love) Haunts our bed chamber (if you make her) You make me do too much labour

LAENA RHAENA AND BAELA THE ONLY ONES I LIKE FROM THAT ACCURSED FAMILY YOU SHOULD'VE RAN AWAY WITH ALICENT AHWBENFNFJFJ

ALL DAY EVERYDAY THERAPIST, MOTHER, MAID, NYMPH, THEN A VIRGIN, NURSE THEN A SERVANT

me after listening to the first 5 seconds: :o

hell YEAHHHH. this song is so empowering

rhaenyra :((