I need to tell you you're not wrongDon't throw your body on the bombYour face a visage, it still hurtsYour gifts in flames while I watch them burnI've been waiting a long time to s...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
Grieve as if I diedAnd I'll become a fragment in your mindI wanted you to bleed my deep veins dryI wanted you to grieve as if I diedI wanted youAnd I'd like to love me like you see...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
I flirt with Brancusi's gestureI'm a bird in spaceAs his ghost escorts me to a magic placeI'm dressed all in colours, neither white nor blackAsk the begged question, need I come ba...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
Born burnt inside a black massA fraction less than othersA select sickness keep me hidRavaged by othersWhat craft, obsession brought me downWhat men see pleasingBut who, who can I ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
You draw me in disguiseAnd paint me paralyzed, it's trueYou trace me as you seeThe darkest color, deepest blueI'm heavy in this chairSharp corners frame my backWhile you draw me in...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
I am growing old, I'm drunk in your homeGather your fears because I'm doneI am growing old, too drunk in your homeThere is no complex to complexitySo you won't hear a peep out of m...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
I'm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you won't be safe nowI'm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you won't be safeNear the entrance you call meCause...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
You went and put salt in my drinkNow I'm cross, you've got nothing to sayYou give me the gun and I thinkI'm a mess and I need you to stayWhy must I be the angry one?I won't cry, a ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
I dressed up the horses, set them looseSunk the needle deep and took in every dropA violent path, an inch in timeAn error, my device the anchor dropsI said peel the skin rawI said ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females
I'm still home when the telephone ringsI'm impartial and a martyrIt's quite clear wearing all of my ringsI'm less than feed or fodderIf you want I'll do itBut I'm so ill-equippedI'...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Screaming Females