*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 song is about female rage and how through the years, Woman were just slaves and no more than housewives. This is basically a feminist song, Just more so rage.
ALL DAY EVERYDAY
THERAPIST, MOTHER, MAID, NYMPH, THEN A VIRGIN, NURSE THEN A SERVANT
JUST A APPENDIX, LIVE TO ATTEND HIM, SO THAT HE NEVER LIFTS A FINGER!!!
@@waterMELOWN-uq9rb24/7 BABY MACHINE, SO HE CAN LIVE HIS BIGGEST DREAMS
@@waterMELOWN-uq9rb 24/7 BABY MACHINE. SO HE CAN LIVE OUT HIS PICKET FENCE DREAMS.
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!
hell YEAHHHH. this song is so empowering
it is!
me after listening to the first 5 seconds: :o
THE POWER AND ALL OF THE ANCESTRAL RAGE I HAVE HAS BEEN AWAKENED BY THIS SONGGGG
MY GLORIOUS QUEEN RHAENRYA
WE WILL NOT BE SILENCED
Yes ! Stop silenced
*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?*
Thank you soo muchh😭❤️
WOMAN DESERVE BETTER💋💯
WE DONT CALL HER MOTHER NATURE FOR NOTHING.
Every women deserved respect and love ❤
"So he never lifts a finger". It is so sad, especially the second meaning 💔😥
From 0:02 to 0:21 it just SLAYYYYYYYYS. (Edit:my comment got 9 likez ty
Gorl like i am listen to this every day
Paris paloma>>>
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.
YES
Who's daemon??
Writing a book while blasting this in your headphones is another kind of power
The random strangling scene is so baffling to me. Book Rhaenyra never would've put up with it.
Book Daemon would have never done that in the first place
Rhaenyra: ... harder...
Daemon: what?
Rhaenyra: I said... He never told you?
@@infjelphabasupporter8416??
The fact that you can hear kids singing this.
its crazy how kids have to sing this , what this song is about , probably had happened to them, its crazy to think. society is so messed up.
@@heartsywartsyyys fr is so sad ❤ Im proud of them
This suits Nyra so much 😌 long live the queen 👑
The fact u can hear kids singing it🙁..
They doing good
1:25 onwards omg
Eldest daughter syndrome :3
ive been listening to this like 17 times. help.
Don't worry I'm listening to this 17 hours in repeat-
I LOVE IT
2:05 the capillaries in my eyes are bursting if our love died would that be the worst thing ??? POWER OF FEMALE RAGEEE
rhaenyra :((
if our love died would that be the worst thing* i felt that ❤
this is a good song
Girl Paris wrote an anthem
Best part 1:02
This gives Percy Jackson kinda vibe
2:06
ITS NOT AN ACT OF LOVE IF YOU MAKE HER!
Sure make me do a hole lot a labour
The fact that people adore Daemon after this scene is terrible.
♥️
1:25
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rhaenyra my poor girl
This feels like it’s somebody in a @bus1v3 relationship with someone
The song is about female rage and how through the years, Woman were just slaves and no more than housewives. This is basically a feminist song, Just more so rage.
I’m so tried .🪫But I can’t give up yet. I won’t myself do that!
WE WILL NOT BE SILENCED
1:50
2:24
2:00