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Imogen Stirling

Imogen Stirling is a talented musical artist known for her captivating performances and poignant songwriting. Her music blends elements of folk, pop, and alternative genres, creating a unique and soulful sound. With her mesmerizing vocals and thought-provoking lyrics, Imogen Stirling has garnered acclaim for her heartfelt storytelling and emotive connection with her audience. Her music explores themes of love, loss, and self-discovery, resonating with listeners on a deep and personal level. Imogen Stirling's talent and genuine passion for music make her a rising star in the industry. more »

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Teach me, show me
Love me, hold me
Take me far from being lonely
Teach me
Love me
Take me, take me, take me lonely
Lust loves her too much
Thrusts devotion down her throat until she spills sonnets
He wants it
He wants it, he wants it
Locked in his bedroom watching rough yearning
Learning the way to a woman's heart is through hurting
Rehearsing the sermon, preaching contortion
Reframing
Removing the shame in loving through pain
Hardly a sin is it, hardly a sin
Lust loves love
Loves to un-see and reconstruct reality to feed his simulated expectation
See him proclaim and praise his angel
Till the day he snaps her halo when she slips from captive pedestal
Impossible
He tried so hard, he tried to love
He dressed his heart in ropes and cuffs
He offered roses dipped in blood
Lust tried to keep a grasp of love
Teach me
He'd pushed her, oh he'd pushed her
In an act of desperation, body shaking, icy sweat
He needed the hit of fantasy fulfilled
He needed it
He'd felt himself a circus beast
Preparing for the flaming hoops of masculinity
Addicted to the game
He'd pushed her, wanted her to know that he could roar
Louder than her fear
He had pushed her
He had trapped her
He had hurt her with the unspeakable
Now the silence between them sits solid as a grave
Lost in the depths but he didn't know better
Spoon-fed obscenities through digital wet dreams
Child seeks love in a time of misogyny
Lust in an age of monogamy
Tendrils of shame sprout weed-like
In his chest but are matchless against
A heart that is senseless
Instead his mind shifts from regret to how to find his next conquest
Lust lays sprawled across bedsheet
In prostrate reverie, he collects tears in crumpled tissues
Lines the bin with his misuse
Teach me, show me
Love me, hold me
Take me far from being lonely
Teach me
Love me
Hardly a sin, is it, hardly a sin

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