Persephone - Daisy the Great

The plight of the siren is

No one believes her

When she really loves you, you’ll never know

So nobody trusts her and everyone leaves her

A promise is nothing, the sailors all go

And she always thinks that she’ll keep you beside her

But slowly the instinct takes root in her throat

The plight of the siren is

That she destroys everything

In her hands like a bad puppet show

Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooh

Persphone, Persephon

Persephone, Persephone, Persephone…

The plight of the siren is

She’ll never sing without somebody claiming she’s starting a war

And every word from her lips

Is a sign that she’s hungry for blood, she’s a killer and moreso

The music is sweeter than honey, but honey, oh

Think what a monster she is at her core

The plight of the siren is

That she’s a menace

A beast like a wolf in candy store

Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooh

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone, Persephone…

The plight of the siren is

History wrote her as evil for men to avoid at all costs

Call her the temptress, the whore, always luring

Those good boys ashore, the pure virtuous

The plight of the siren is

Everyone’s always been

Scared of a powerful woman

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone (I'm calling)

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone (I'm calling for you)

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone, Persephone

Persephone…