Feed Us Your Girls Lyrics – Lydia the Bard ft Darragh Chaplin

Feed Us Your Girls Lyrics by Lydia the Bard is a new english song by Lydia the Bard, featuring Darragh Chaplin. The track is released on Lydia the Bard’s official YouTube channel, written by Lydia the Bard. This hauntingly poetic piece, unbound by a specific album, delivers a dramatic and thought-provoking experience through folk-inspired melodies and sharp lyrical storytelling.

The song explores the pervasive culture of victim-blaming, sexual violence, and the societal narratives that place the burden of safety and shame on women. Using the classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood as a metaphor, Lydia the Bard critiques how society treats women as consumable and disposable, while excusing predatory behavior as natural or inevitable. With dark fairy tale imagery and piercing lyrics, the song weaves a chilling commentary on how the world scapegoats the victims while shielding the perpetrators.

Feed Us Your Girls Details

Song	Feed Us Your Girls
Artists	Lydia the Bard
Featuring Artists	Darragh Chaplin
Written By	Lydia the Bard
Label	Lydia the Bard
Language	English
Released Date	Apr 12, 2025

Feed Us Your Girls Lyrics

[Verse One]
Young girl or pretty meal?
The line is just so fine
Little Red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the night

So the wolves they wait and watch and howl
Hoping for a bite
Fresh meat on a busy street
The minute you’re out of sight
Little Red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the night

[Pre-Chorus]
Little Red, she knows these streets
Why should she be afraid?
She walks out with a blood-red cloak
But red’s his favorite shade
You attract the wrong attention
Wearing colors such as those
Boys will be boys, wolves will be wolves
But what does Mother know?

[Chorus]
“Feed us your girls!” the wolves shout out
“Feed us the ones with curves, the ones without”
“Feed us your girls! From plate to mouth
Honey, you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mother’s not around…”

[Verse Two]
Dawn arrives and dinner scraps
Are on the street from just last night
People whisper “It’s her fault
With a red so very bright”

“A silly girl, a common whore
Someone cover up that sight
No one likes to see leftovers by the dawning light”
And there’s a buffet every night

[Pre-Chorus]
Little Red, she knew these woods
Each tree and every stone
Doesn’t matter either way
When there’s a wolf inside your home

You can hear the growling
So you throw the dog a bone
You’ll catch more bees with honey, dear
But what does mother know?

[Chorus]
“Feed us your girls!” the wolves shout out
“Feed us the ones with curves, the ones without”
“Feed us your girls! From plate to mouth
Honey, you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mother’s not around…”

[Bridge]
Little Red was not a meal
A little girl is not a tease
A cloak is not an invitation
For what’s underneath
Our “no” does not mean “yes,”
There’s no riddle, there’s no test
Blood red cloaks alone at night
Shouldn’t equal death

But the wolves are very hungry
Gnashing pointed teeth
Don’t care what the wrapper’s like
It’ll eat you if you breathe
So maybe it doesn’t matter
How we choose to wrap our skin
Cause you’d prefer to blame the girl
Than deal with your own sin

[Chorus]
“Feed us your girls,” the wolves shout out!
“Feed us the ones with curves, the ones without”
“Feed us your girls! From plate to mouth
Honey, you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mother’s not around”

Feed Us Your Girls Lyrics Meaning

[Verse One]
Lydia the Bard introduces the metaphor of “Little Red” as a symbol of vulnerable femininity, stepping into a predatory world alone. The blending of innocence and danger emphasizes how easily society blurs the line between girlhood and objectification. The wolves symbolize those who prey on women, lurking behind the façade of normalcy. This verse sets up the grim environment where the mere act of existing in public can be a risk.

[Pre-Chorus]
Here, Lydia questions the normalization of victim-blaming, showing how Red is subtly held responsible for attracting danger due to her appearance. “Red’s his favorite shade” echoes the disturbing idea that certain choices, like clothing, invite harm. The phrase “boys will be boys, wolves will be wolves” critiques societal excuses for male aggression, while the rhetorical line “what does Mother know?” reflects dismissive attitudes toward warnings and lived experiences.

[Chorus]
The chorus reveals the collective voice of the predators—the wolves—demanding girls as if they’re food, reducing them to mere objects for consumption. Lydia and Darragh Chaplin use the disturbing chant-like repetition to mirror how culture perpetuates these harmful expectations. The sarcastic tone in “Honey, you’re the entree” highlights how blaming the victim is woven into language and mentality, especially when “mother’s not around” to offer protection.

[Verse Two]
As daylight breaks, the aftermath of violence is treated with detachment and blame. Lydia portrays how society rushes to condemn the victim rather than confront the cause, labeling the girl as “a silly girl” or “a whore.” The repetition of the “buffet” metaphor underscores how constant and normalized this violence is—every night offers a new target, and every morning brings judgment and shame.

[Pre-Chorus]
The second pre-chorus shifts the setting to the domestic sphere, suggesting that danger doesn’t only exist in dark alleys but also inside the home. Lydia highlights the futility of knowledge or awareness when predators are part of familiar spaces. The “growling” within suggests inescapable threats, and the repeated use of “what does mother know?” becomes even more ironic, pointing to generational helplessness or societal gaslighting.

[Chorus]
The chorus repeats with added intensity, reinforcing the recurring threats and demands placed on women. The variation in tone builds a deeper sense of frustration, as Lydia and Darragh emphasize that whether a woman conforms or not, she remains vulnerable to objectification and blame.

[Bridge]
This section is the emotional core of the song. Lydia directly dismantles the myths that turn female victims into provocateurs. With lines like “a cloak is not an invitation,” she reclaims agency and challenges the damaging belief that behavior or clothing can justify violence. The imagery of hungry wolves with “gnashing pointed teeth” contrasts starkly with the rationality of the girl’s perspective, painting a grim picture of a world that prefers deflection over accountability. Lydia closes with a biting truth: society would rather blame girls than face its own reflection.

[Chorus]
The final chorus hits with grim finality. Lydia and Darragh’s haunting repetition reminds us that the cycle continues. The song ends not with hope, but with a hard look at the status quo—where girls are still served up and predators still howl, unchallenged.

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