Kristin Hersh lyrics
Kristin Hersh lyrics
"The Letter lyrics"
Angry Angel lyrics
This is an obsession, a kind of aggression with himself It's the way hell always be He loves to rebel, to go against his ten commandments For him,
This is an obsession, a kind of aggression with himself It's the way hell always be He loves to rebel, to go against his ten commandments For him,
September 29, 1984 Dear so and so Gather me up because I'm lost Or I'm back where I started from I'm crawling on the floor Rolling on the ground I might cry I won't go home So here's the story I am turning up in circles And I'm spinning on my knuckles Don't forget that there are circles left undone And very close to meTired Of Sex lyricsForgive me Comfort me I'm crawling on the floor Rolling on the ground There's a blanket wrapped around my head I'm moving in a line that's shaped like this I'm holding in my breath I have a room Can you tell if I am lying Don't forget that I'm living inside The space where walls and floor meet There's a box inside my chest An animal stuffed with my fr
I'm tired, so tired I'm tired of having sex (so tired) I'm spread so thin I don't know who I am (who I am) Monday night I'm making Jen Tuesday night I'Travelin' Shoes lyricsstration Can you hear me? Don't forget that I'm alone when you're away You make me act like other people do Forgive me Comfort me You comfort me You make me die I'm gonna cry I won't go home Don't kill the god of sadness Just don't let her get you down See that man inside that book I read Can't handle his own head So what the hell am I supposed to do
Whoh, death come a knockin' on that sinners door Said old sinner, "Are you ready to go?" He said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, Because I ain't gotLittle Shotgun lyrics? I'd like to know how he died My hands are shaking Don't you love me anymore I only need a person, keep my shoulders Stand around lie down Move your hand above the floor Gather me up because I'm lost Or I'm back where I started from I'm crawling on the ground Rolling on the floor I'm gonna cry You look for me Love Kristin, P.S. keep them coming
The mirror's cracking, baby For seven years I've told you What's your sexonica is The demon in your pocket, yeah And quickly like a rush You get the str