Five Sisters - Tonedeff

I got five sisters, tied to one mother

Five different sides to uncover

Pick a part of her personality, each

And develop whoever you want to be

I got five sisters, all in one line

Five gifts in all to combine

Trace it to the root of our family tree

And here’s how each one is unique, listen

Sister #1 had it rough

And she took the brunt of the punishment, 'cause she was the first of the bunch

To an underage mother, who was tough

No wonder she’d rush to get married, at barely 16, and very young

She’d become the disciplinarian, but

The symptoms of the repression she suffered, would bubble over in lust

After a couple of marriages go bust

She struggles with different daughters who mimicked her, just as mother had done

Sister number #2's sad news

The first out of four from my mother’s schizophrenic husband #2

The rumored most beautiful one of the group

In her unending quest for attention, she had a penchant for bad dudes

Who ruined her her magic with baggies and booze

And would lose the pure magnetism, and attraction that her mother exudes

She mentally never grew out of her youth

As the master manipulator, of the ladies, she knew —

And you can be whoever you want

So you can get whatever you need

And you can be whoever you want

So you can get whatever you need

Sister #3 is Geneva

In times of war, she’s the center where the rest of them meet up

#2 would beat up her self esteem with a stream of grief

Saying that she was an overweight underachiever.

and #3'd believe her ---

See — as a teen she married a dealer who’d mistreat her

Who later OD’d, to leave her with babies to feed

In need of a man she can keep, the pattern repeats, there’s talent beneath

Her broken mentality keeps her from all things that she dreams of

Sister #4 is our noah

The spiritual core — the enormous weight of it all — is too much to hold up

The only one with no sons or daughters and so she’s focused

The last to get married, first to graduate, perfect persona

So, opinions matter more — they control her — and that alone is her torture

So, fashion forward, it masking her frazzled aura for show

But the fact she’s mostly at home alone, and won’t pick the phone

Says the difficult role has been choking her growing older

Sister #5 is the fighter

Though the other 4 would pull out a knife to defend the others with no wind-up

If you saying something sly just to slight us

#5 will prolly blind you while driving, she’s got the eye of the tiger

This lioness’ll ride or die for her pride

And she thriving on trying times, she’ll always find a way to survive in a bind

She made it a decade, with her guy doing time, and she’s by your side

But god forbid, you cross her line, with a forgiveness too high to climb

Now, it’s important to observe —

That the force of nature that birthed us, made «mother» more than a word

There’s so many states of this person, though some distortions occurred

That each of us absorbed a portion, in turn, we form into her

To secure our places and worth, this cunning runs in our genes

So we can change into different faces when it comes to our needs

I’ve got 5 sisters, but 6 mothers indeed

Cause each one of them was a mother to me

And you can be whoever you want

So what you get whatever you need

And you can be whoever you want

So what you get whatever you need

These pieces of me are yours, so own them