Loathsome Dove

©2025 SonicSketch https://suno.com/@sonicsketch Hushed voices—cut like a blade, Watchin’ her walk through the shade, Her name spit low, drippin’ with scorn, But they don’t know… they weren’t there before. [Verse 1] Bare feet on cold linoleum, (grit your teeth, keep it in, breathe it out—shhhhh...) Two kids sleepin’ in the only bed, (dream of stars, dream of more, dream of wings to fly—so high...) Night shift smoke clings to her hair, (hold your breath, hold your ground, don't you fade...) Dollar bills crumpled—rent ain't paid yet. Eyes like thunder—she don’t bow, (steel and storm, burn it down...) Painted lips, head held proud, (hold it tight, don’t fall down...) They whisper "trash" behind their hands, (no halo, no savior, no one left who understands...) [Chorus] Oh, loathsome dove, fly so high, (ain’t no mercy, ain't no rest—keep on goin’ till you die...) Carry the weight, but they curse your sky (they don’t know, they won’t see...) Oh, loathsome dove, spread your wings, (cut the wire, break the cage, bleed for ya freedom...) They don't see the barbs in the wind (twist and pull, twist and pull—ride the spin...) ("mmmm-mmm…") [Verse 2] Flickerin’ signs, heels click slow, (don't stop now, don’t look baack...) Whiskey breath, hands pullin’ close, (bite your tongue, play it calm...) She smiiiles like armor, sways like grace, (fake the shine, dance, dance...) Every dollah buys her babies a place. A chance. He left bruises, left his name, (nothing’ else but, blood in the drain...) Took the light, left the blame, (they won’t ask, they won’t know...) They see her dance, but never the strains, (never the fall, never the fall...) Only her sins, never his stains. [Chorus] Oh, loathsome dove, fly so high, (don’t break, don’t break, don’t break…) Carry the weight, but they curse your sky (no wings, just a battle cry...) Oh, loathsome dove, spread your wings, (hold the flame, feel it burn...) They don't see the barbs in the wind (barbs in the wind, barbs in the wind...) [Bridge] She ain't a saint, ain't no sinless light, (dirty hands, holy fight...) But she’s stiill here, still fights the fight, (through the dark, through the spite...) Love ain't shame, love ain't wrong, (not a crime, not a song...) She ain't weak—she’s just hol-din’ on. [Final Chorus] Oh, loathsome dove, fly so high, (won’t break, won’t break, won’t break…) Oh, loathsome dove, spread your wings, and fly (fan the flame, got a future to make...) Oh, Dove, Dove Loathsome dove. Resilient. Determined Loathsome dove.