The souls of the trolls. The souls of the peasents, ah my. Where to start in analyzing this? Pretty nice when t swift was trying to control a door knob with her thighs. But thats not what t swift wants us to focus on here. She's saying that wemon get stronger as the time ticks away twards all the eventual silent blackness. If given the option i'd play hocky in my bathroom all night and day with a suitcase of money near by (to pay them away). It would of been years. Then someone i was forced to love would be at the window out there. And i'd stick my arm out and slap the out side wall.