Paris Paloma is a rising singer-songwriter known for her distinct blend of folk and pop music.
She gained attention with her heartfelt lyrics and emotional vocals, capturing listeners’ attention on platforms like Spotify and YouTube.
Her music often focuses on personal experiences and deep emotional connections, connecting with a wide audience.
With her unique sound and powerful storytelling, Paris has quickly built a loyal fanbase. Some of her most notable tracks include “It’s Called: Freefall,” “The Fruits,” “Notre Dame,” and “Labor.”
About the Song
Labour is a song about gender inequality within societal structures. It conveys themes of resilience and strength, expressing raw emotions in a relatable way.
The track has a powerful yet simple arrangement, with Paris’s vocals at the forefront, clearly delivering the message. The lyrics deal with an abusive relationship in which the singer’s own emotional needs are crushed under her husband’s expectations that she perform emotional and physical labor.
| Category | Details |
|---|---|
| Released | March 23, 2023 |
| Album | Cacophony |
| Writers | Paris Paloma |
| Producers | Justin Glasco |
Lyrics of Labour
Intro
(One, two, three)
Verse 1
Why are you hangin’ on
So tight
To the rope that I’m hangin’ from
Off this island?
This was an escape plan (This was an escape plan)
Carefully timed it
So let me go
And dive into the waves below
Pre-Chorus
Who tends the orchards?
Who fixes up the gables?
Emotional torture
From the head of your high table
Who fetches the water
From the rocky mountain spring?
And walk back down again
To feel your words and their sharp sting?
And I’m gettin’ fuckin’ tired
Chorus
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
For somebody I thought was my saviour
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
You make me do too much labour
Post-Chorus
(You make me do too much labour)
Verse 2
Apologies from my tongue
Never yours
Busy lapping from flowing cup
And stabbing with your fork
I know you’re a smart man (I know you’re a smart man)
And weaponise
The false incompetence
It’s dominance under a guise
Pre-Chorus
If we had a daughter
I’d watch and could not save her
The emotional torture
From the head of your high table
She’d do what you taught her
She’d meet the same cruel fate
So now I’ve gotta run
So I can undo this mistake
At least I’ve gotta try
Chorus
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
If our love died, would that be the worst thing?
For somebody I thought was my saviour
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour
The calloused skin on my hands is cracking
If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?
And the silence haunts our bed chamber
You make me do too much labour
Bridge
All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
24/7 baby machine
So he can live out his picket-fence dreams
It’s not an act of love if you make her
You make me do too much labour
All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
24/7 baby machine
So he can live out his picket-fence dreams
It’s not an act of love if you make her
You make me do too much labour
Chorus
The capillaries in my eyes are bursting (All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid)
If our love died, would that be the worst thing? (Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant)
For somebody I thought was my saviour (Just an appendage, live to attend him)
You sure make me do a whole lot of labour (So that he never lifts a finger)
The calloused skin on my hands is cracking (24/7 baby machine)
So if our love ends, would that be a bad thing? (So he can live out his picket-fence dreams)
And the silence haunts our bed chamber (It’s not an act of love if you make her)
You make me do too much labour
Live Performances of Labour
1. Live at The Late Show
2. Live at BBC Music Introducing at Glastonbury 2024
3. Live at Tate Britain
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Frequently Asked Questions
What does Nymph Then a Virgin Mean?
The phrase “nymph then a virgin” in “Labour” by Paris Paloma is used to highlight the multiple, often conflicting roles women are expected to fulfill, showcasing the societal pressures and objectification they face.
Is There a Lyrical Video Available for the Song Labour?
Yes, you can find the lyrical video of the song Labour on YouTube.
