Composer : Emilee Petersmark
I've earned myself a reputation
That my bark is much worse than my bite
But I keep snapping at Goliath's hands
With all of my tiny might
There are no stones at my disposal
There's no God to award me a crown
But I am always swinging at
Somebody I can't knock down
All of the fire I've swallowed
All of the sparks that went dark in my gut
I am always burning up
Dress me in red and throw your roses
And I'll rankle the beasts with words
It's a graceless dance of epithets
We learn to make someone hurt
They will consume your sweet resistance
And they'll carry your heart in their teeth
But I am always feeding them
The ugliest parts of me
All of the words I've swallowed
All of the sharp things I've kept in my mouth
I am always bleeding out
Take me to war
Honey,I dare you
I'll be the sweetest thing
To ever scare you
Give me a fight I can't resist
Give me something to break with my fists
Take me to war
Oh,honey,I dare you
I watched a weed usurp the garden
And it poisoned the rest of the crops
It would take days of fighting stubborn roots
To tear the whole damn thing out
So I will leave it where it's standing
And instead I will find me a match
I'll turn it all to kindling
I'll burn it all down to ash
All of the ire I've swallowed
All of the coals that still sit in my gut
I am always burning up
Take me to war
Honey,I dare you
I'll be the sweetest thing
To ever scare you
Give me a fight I can't resist
Give me something to break with my fists
Take me to war
Honey,I dare you
Take me to war
