Veruca Salt - Earhtcrosser Lyrics
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| Veruca Salt
- Earhtcrosser Lyrics
Album: Eight Arms To Hold You Sleep little flea Little boy Me a freak Am I clean? I feel like men I feel like boys I think I'm peeling the ringing in my ears from playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd I'm disconnected I am unattached An unmade bed makes me feel like a failure Bedroom eyes lead to blurry vision And the ringing in my ears from playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd Too pale Too sick Too scrawny But I'll sleep here anyway And the sheets smell like bodies Not mine Not yours It's two a.m. and it's quiet again Where's my lip gloss?
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