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I Don't Really Care, Do You?

from Allegoria by Melanie A. Davis

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Bring me your mothers and daughters, your
sisters and your sons. Your broken and
disheartened or the ones we can outrun. I don’t
really care, do you? Seems too plebeian to do
when every single move I make is for the sake
of you-know-who. My pockets are heavy, my heart
is gone. Ain’t no Jesus to tell me I’m wrong.
Just a couple of roadblocks that this old tank
can take. Soundproof the glass to keep it all in,
and blame our family for modern sin.
I turn the TV off cause I know all of it is fake,
I see what I wanna see, and that’s more than
enough for me.
Bring me the sick and the damned, the worthless
and/or the poor. I’m a Slovenian-American dream,
a queen’s crown on the head of a whore. But I don’t
really care, do you? And after all that you’ve been
through, I’d say it’s in your right to put up a fight
for the good red, white, and blue. My Spade bag won’t
fit my AR-12. I saw the devil walk out of hell and
into the arms of a country eager to please the rich
and the beautiful, stupid and vague - pretending not
to care is the latest craze, so we must be careful
about what we pretend to be. Oh, no, you could never
be me - hell, I don’t know if I’d even wanna be me.
Bring me the bloodlines of the white knights and
the crusades, oh, I bet good ol’ Jesus could turn his
cheek to a righteously pointed blade. I don’t really
care though, do you? I’ll leave the mote in your eye
too, so maybe that way neither one of us will know
what the fuck the other’s up to. Standing inside a
pool of blood, I opened the gate, I didn’t start the flood.
People would pay a fine price for the red on your soul.
Fireworks all turned into duds, ninety degree dives
down into the mud that’s scattered with six foot by
six foot holes. If there’s a god, just maybe the sea
could melt up enough to swallow you and me.

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from Allegoria, released January 24, 2020
vox/guitar: Melanie A. Davis
Recorded @ Welcome to 1979 (Nashville, TN)

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Melanie A. Davis Murray, Kentucky

Singer-songwriter from western Kentucky. I sing about me, you, us, and the wild weird world we're currently living in.

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