Fire Drills Lyrics - Dessa

I've been Wendy 

Living with the Lost Boys 

Youth spent as a deckhand on the convoy 

Moved every night to prove we were something 

Got confused if it was from or to that we were running 

I've seen Gibraltar 

I've seen the Taj Mahal 

Soweto, Hagia Sophia 

Chefchaouen paints their walls blue 

I've played to full rooms 

I've played the fool too 

Burning through the bottoms of a pair of new boots 

Cut my hair, tape my tits down 

A woman on her own must be from out of town 

Funny, you don't know the concessions that you're making until you catalog em 

And by then they're many and you're battle-hardened 

Heat makes liquid of the asphalt 

Keepsakes and parking tickets on the dashboard 

I'm here to file my report as the vixen of the wolf pack; 

Tell Patient Zero he can have his rib back 

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You can count my ribs 

Wanna know what class I'm in 

Count my 

You can count my ribs 

You can't be too broke to break 

As a woman always something left to take 

So you shouldn't try to stay too late or talk to strangers 

Look too long, go too far out of range cause 

Angels can't watch everybody all the time 

Stay close, hems low, safe inside 

That formula works if you can live it 

But it works by putting half the world off limits 

You can count my ribs 

Wanna know what class I'm in 

Count my 

You can count my ribs, my 

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We don't say, "Go out and be brave" 

Nah, we say "Be careful, stay safe" 

In any given instance, that don't hurt 

But it sinks in like stilettos in soft earth 

Like the big win is not a day without an incident 

I beg to differ with it 

I think a woman's worth 

I think that she deserves 

A better line of work 

Than motherfucking vigilance 

Don't give me vigilance 

By definition you can't make a difference 

If the big ambition 

Is simply standing sentry to your innocence 

That's not a way to live 

That can't be what a woman is 

That gives her nothing to aspire to 

What that is 

What that is 

Is just a life of running fire drills 

We're running fire drills 

We're running fire drills 

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We're running fire drills 

We're running fire drills 

We're running fire drills 

We're running fire drills 

We're running fire drills 

We're running fire drills 

We're running fire drills