Milk With an Expiry Date | Pernilla Studios

Описание: Milk With an Expiry Date | Pernilla Studios

This is a song about marriage, contracts, and inherited promises.

We were taught that love must be permanent to be real.
That leaving is failure.
That staying is virtue.

But some contracts expire.
Not because we didn’t try,
but because staying became poison.

This piece questions lifelong vows,
spiritual binding agreements,
and the ancestral trauma of endurance at all costs.

It speaks from lived experience.
From survival.
From the quiet shift that happens
when the heart changes
and the body asks for rest.

This is not anti-love.
It is anti-coercion.

Music became the place where joy returned.
Not dreaming anymore became an act of honesty.
Rest became sacred.

If this resonates,
you are not broken.
You are listening.

Thank you for being here.

Lyrics

Milk With an Expiry Date

Is marriage a life sentence
or just something we inherited
without reading the fine print

In business
you can renegotiate
you can walk away
contracts expire like milk

When it spoils
you don’t drink it out of loyalty
you throw it out
because poison is not sacred

Til death do us part
is a spiritual binding
we were never meant to promise
with bodies that change
and hearts that evolve

Every two years
we should sit at the table
and ask
are we still alive together
or just surviving side by side

Let the relationship breathe
let responsibility be chosen
not enforced

Control survives on permanence
love does not

If marriage only lasted two years at a time
we wouldn’t build temples to fantasy
we wouldn’t spend our lives
paying off a single day

I was married for twenty years
and almost didn’t get out alive

It shouldn’t be that way

Children keep people staying
milestones keep people quiet
houses turn into anchors
instead of homes

I am happy where I am now
and that scares the old rules

Did something shift
yes
my heart

My music makes me happy
and I trust that more
than any vow spoken too early

I don’t feel the need to dream anymore
not because I gave up
but because I’m tired

I see it now
my body asking for rest
not another promise

This is old
ancestral
trauma

And I am done
carrying contracts
that were never mine

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