i cry when you leave but i love watching you go~

you're the best thing for me and the worst for my body

when we fuck in my childhood bed i go all shades of red babe i love you the best watching you get undressed in the light of the window 😭😮‍💨😭😮‍💨😭😭

Sit across from my dad at the table, 
Do you work with your hands son? 
For as long as I’m able 
He loves you, he approves, he doesn’t know what you do to his daughter now that you’ve got her

CUZ YOURE SUCH A GOOD BOY 😛😛😛 AND YOU KNOW IT

Ethel Cain - God’s Country (demo)

Selby Wall - ethel cain

tongue by tommy

First you've got to Do It For Dale
Raise hell, praise Dale
Love is a nightmare and all that you’ve got
Still getting lost in a bare parking lot
And the vertigo’s fun til' you
Want it to stop praying this is the end when
You know it’s not
I could be good but it wouldn’t matter
There’s no silver line on a fucking disaster
I hope that you’re happy, glad you can forget
While I'm spending my nights reliving it
Been scared of the dark for all of my life
I’m digging my grave by all of the lights
I’m always afraid but never to die
But not just yet so I’ll be
Twirling around my room again
Spraying blood like the food court fountain
Forgive mе, my trespasses
Holding me down through a
Holе in the mattress
You think you’re someone else
That it only hurts when it hurts yourself
Americanized, Jesus Christ born to lie
So you lie and you lie and you lie and
You need easy, you want weak
When you were hungry, I was soft and pink
I bleed easy, I go weak
You look hungry then back to me
If I fall, I fall hard
Onto you and then all apart
But when the room went dark and I needed you
Where were you?
Twirling around my room again
Spraying blood like the food court fountain
Forgive me, my trespasses
Holding me down through a
Hole in the mattress
You think you’re someone else
That it only hurts when it hurts yourself
Americanized, Jesus Christ born to lie
So you lie and you lie and you lie and

Earnhardt - Ethel Cain

I've been sleeping in the dead body
Of a dead deer out by I-40
I dragged it there as a bed
And consummated my love
In a purple stitch
Like a scratched out itch
I am ugly, I fear
I believe what I hear
And now the push has come to shove
I wanna waste myself
And go take a drive
Take too sharp a corner
And probably take a life
In the end of it all
When you can hardly move
And they say you’ve still got the world to go on
Stay strong
It’s a long, unfortunate while till curtain call, call
I’ve been poking at the dead body
Of a man that I once loved in my garden
He was good to me and I went and I soiled his love
I will not see heaven
Surrendered to the fauna
Am I a bad person
For not knowing what I wanted
I couldn’t face myself
So I avert my eyes
Take two shots in warning
And then take the dive
And I dive
Into the end of it all
When you can hardly move
And they say you’ve still got the world to go on
Stay strong
It’s a long, unfortunate while till curtain call, call
So I call
Dreading the one
That one good morning
Will destroy me
When you’re gone, gone
We’ve been young
Immortal, even
But now we turn and wait for kingdom come
You can leave the windows open
Here in our forever home
Bite down on your shoulder
And if you bleed, then I’ll know

Ethel Cain ~ A long, unfortunate while

Ethel Cain - Concrete(extended prod.postumo)

half-cocked ‘cause he’s not a big boy….
& I don’t wanna know that half of him

Demo by hayden anhedonia/ethel cain

half-cocked - ethel cain

lyrics:

Pretty boy
Natural blood-stained blond
With the holes in his sneakers
And his eyes all over me
Drive-in slasher flick again
Feeling me up as a porn star dies
He’s watching me instead
8th grade death pact strike me dead

All of alabama laid out in front of your eyes
But all you could see was me

You walked in, you were singing
You tried to wade in cause you wanted
Just to tell me who you were
You were kind, dying to tell me
You’ll wait if i have to make sure

Grew up hard, fell off harder
Cooking our brains smoking that shit your daddy smoked in vietnam
You’d be a writer
If he didn’t leave all his hell for you
Saying if you could, you’d leave it all

I knew it was love
When i rode home crying
Thinking of you fucking other girls
And when you
Said that you’re in love
I never wondered if you’re sure

Pretty boy
Consumed by death
With the holes in his sneakers
And his eyes all over me

ethel cain - good boy

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