Persephone

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 Persephone Persephone 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 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