|Uploaded August 26, 2018|
|MOROS (music, lyrics)|
"IMPORTANT: VIEWER DISCRETION HEAVILY ADVISED!!!! THIS SONG TOUCHES INTO A LOT OF UNCOMFORTABLE THEMES ABOUT SEXUAL ABUSE. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS, PLEASE DO NOT WATCH THIS VIDEO.My Robin is an original song by MOROS featuring Eleanor Forte. The song is based on a fanmade story of Winnie-the-Pooh. It's MOROS's first song featuring Eleanor Forte.
This song is based on a story that a friend of mine sent to me that described Christopher Robin being violated by his father and the Hundred Acre Wood being his "Happy place" to escape the abuse. I found this concept rather interesting and thought it'd make a pretty good topic for a song!" ― MOROS
Come, come on down, no more frowns
Just enjoy the summer air, unaware
Of the ever malevolent stares
Drop to the ground, not a sound.
Shut your eyes and go to sleep and count to 10 for me
Lie down in defeat
In defeat. Ain’t it sweet?
Taste my honey for a treat, can’t be beat
Not as long as you belong to me
Words, no more words, words unheard
Telling no one of our fun or else you shall be shunned
Don’t stop till I
Come to find your fragile little mind
Twist and bent in until I can make you mine
Come to a place where you can’t feel the pain
No more agony is the way that it must be
Come to a place where I can’t find you
And that is your own Hundred Acre Wood, you see
Bears, rabbits, heffalumps come to greet you
Everything will stay just the way that it should be.
Come to a land where you’ll be safe and it’s the
Hundred Acre Wood, safe from all you see
Down in your mind, you will find, there’s a contest for your tail
You’ll regale this enormously unlucky tale.
Must must not tell. There’ll be hell.
Come on just get in to bed and rest your little head,
You’ll wish you were
Dead whispering makes your everything
Woozles come to write a dirgible to sing.
Never shall you fight me for your flower
This whole paradise is a sham for you to cope.
No more facades to protect
From reality, you see it’s me who is so beastly!
No more of innocence, drink all your tears.
Pretend it’s honey just to fill you up with shame.
Every inch slides in your body swaying
To and fro, you know this is all your show!
Hugging you close to me, licking your neck.
Despite that I know that you’d much rather be dead.
Frowns corner your lips as you blankly travel
Off again to friends that are just pretend.
Don’t fucking stare at me with those dead eyes.
Shall I tear them out just to blind you of the pain?
Come, come to this wood where you are but
Trapped inside a world where your mind is swirled!