
Wandering Daughter Kimya Dawson
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I am the wanderer's wandering daughter
Wrestle the pestle for the sake of the mortar
I love as I breathe and leave as I live
My cast iron shield's a titanium sieve
And a castle that's built on confusion and doubt
Is a nickel within and a dollar without
Just when the shoes seem so big I can't win
I fill my own sneakers and take off again
I am the wanderer's wandering daughter
Take all my pain and I mix it with water
It's sunny it's sweet and I don't purple stuff it
One day by the way I met Little Miss Muffet
I blew my mind with the stuff that I taught her
I am the wanderer's wandering daughter
I said if a spider should sit down beside you
Tell him your name and then tell him the truth
A great hairy spider appeared there and then
And the holes in my soul started letting in wind
I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter
I am the wanderer's wandering daughter
She said I'm Miss Muffet I'm very afraid
But something inside me is making me stay
I know deep down that if I run away
I'll just meet more spiders and still feel the same
Wrestle the pestle for the sake of the mortar
I love as I breathe and leave as I live
My cast iron shield's a titanium sieve
And a castle that's built on confusion and doubt
Is a nickel within and a dollar without
Just when the shoes seem so big I can't win
I fill my own sneakers and take off again
I am the wanderer's wandering daughter
Take all my pain and I mix it with water
It's sunny it's sweet and I don't purple stuff it
One day by the way I met Little Miss Muffet
I blew my mind with the stuff that I taught her
I am the wanderer's wandering daughter
I said if a spider should sit down beside you
Tell him your name and then tell him the truth
A great hairy spider appeared there and then
And the holes in my soul started letting in wind
I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter
I am the wanderer's wandering daughter
She said I'm Miss Muffet I'm very afraid
But something inside me is making me stay
I know deep down that if I run away
I'll just meet more spiders and still feel the same
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