Portrait Of The Young Girl As An Artist Lyrics

This spring Holds a killer in her claws She comes up with the river that climbs the mountainside She climbs up the ribs, climbs up the lips With a swing in her hips The spri...Read Full Lyrics

Did you notice how beautiful colored eyes are? Have I been saved? Don't know what to do; are we being saved? Renée, Renée The camera is a mirror, but mine, not yours For a ...Read Full Lyrics

I clutch my phone With my sweaty palm In my hand I clutch my heart In the coffin for my heart In my hand It's so loud And I get so afraid So I start speaking ...Read Full Lyrics

I'm six or seven and dreaming that I'm a boy. I emerged out of the water and went into the garden with a small silver hand between my thighs Later, in the shower, I see a boy nake...Read Full Lyrics

[Verse 1] As I write this I must pretend someone's holding my hand Probably someone dead (Would be the only one to hold me now, ice cold) I was waiting, forbidden No one knew ...Read Full Lyrics

Some days I feel like my body is a cushion, held up by thin wires, and I can see myself from above holding wires in my hands ...Read Full Lyrics

[Intro: Vivian Wang and Félicia Atkinson] Red cannas in the sky Red cannas in the sky [Verse 1: Jenny Hval and Vivian Wang] I didn't think about it at the time I didn't thi...Read Full Lyrics

[Verse 1] You are your own disco ball hovering above you like A comforting reminder that not even you belong to you So you put your jazz hands in the air And they get tangled i...Read Full Lyrics

[Verse] You might be in pieces but let's call it something else Let's say that you are your own disco ball It sounds better, more promising It doesn't just sound like you're br...Read Full Lyrics

What is it to take care of yourself? Getting paid? Getting laid? Getting married? Getting pregnant? Fighting for visibility in your market? Realizing your potential? Being healthy,...Read Full Lyrics