La Femme Ressort
La Femme
The Spring Woman
With my voice that cuts through, I always start
Listen closely, this music's gone around a few times
The rhythm keeps repeating, it gets stuck in your head
You want to let it out, but it can never end
You start to feel the repetitive beat
The endless motion when you see the patterns again
You’re scared of regretting, was it worth the pain?
You’re asking questions, just listen to the music
It slips, it breaks
The spring can't take the strain
I'm in the apartment
Where I crawl away
Unhinged, I derail as I head down the stairs
I won't take the elevator, I might get crushed
Now you’ve realized I’m the spiral
The movement’s distorted
I’m just a metal rod
Elastic properties, mechanical frenzy
I finally make it outside
I am the spring woman
