if this isn't playing at my funeral I'm not dying

oh, gracias, he descubierto hace poco por afinidad humana y política a una voz especial que tiene su lugar en mi estante de mi humilde colección de vocalistas que son pocas .

no, this is giving me a religious experience

Pitchfork Selects

Preacher’s Daughter

August Underground

If you act nice, I think I could like that
But I'm aching for a stronger touch
Someone who likes to go so fast
Do you think that I could be enough?

I'm your s-s-suicide sweetheart
Eating all your candy
Would it be so hard
To bend me over the leather seat? (you love me)

Why don't you take me for a ride on the wild side
Muddy tires on your dirtbike
Do you feel like driving?
I'd let you ride it right through me

And if the going gets tough and you feel like stopping
We can, baby
Red and blue on the horizon
And they're never catching up

(Why don't you, why don't you, why don't you)

Lift me up, baby, from the ceiling
You wanna feel all the things I'm feeling
I'm so high on marijuana
Bout a year ago, I thought I was a goner

But you saved me, you're so crazy
I like the way the wind feels, baby
If you love me, why don't you take me
Why don't you, why don't you, why don't you

Why don't you take me for a ride on the wild side
Muddy tires on your dirtbike
Do you feel like driving?
I'd let you ride it right through me (oh, baby)

If the going gets tough and you feel like stopping
We can, baby
Red and blue on the horizon
They're never catching up

I whisper to myself
When you're missing from my bed
Touch myself to fall asleep
Hallucinating the revving of your engine

Placing my hand on my own neck
Squeezing 'til I feel you with me
Dreaming of slut sex
Will you be my next?

(Why don't you, why don't you, why don't you)

Why don't you take me for a ride on the wild side
Muddy tires on your dirtbike
Do you feel like driving?
I'd let you ride it right through me

If the going gets tough and you feel like stopping
We can, baby
Red and blue on the horizon
And they're never catching up

Leather

Head in the Wall - ethel cain

Golden Age - ethel cain

Famous Last Words (An Ode to Eaters)

American Football (Covers)

For Sure

Punish

Om Supreme (feat. Vijay Iyer & Immanuel Wilkins)

Book 1

Wish Defense

Merci, Non Merci

Skinny Jeans & Gucci Belts

Specials

Perverts

Vacillator

For peace (برای صلح)

6//6//2016 

LYRICS
do i talk too much or not enough can't control anything
i used to say, that you are on top, that you can move mountains
tried to pick locks when i was younger with hairpins, 
i am forgetting everything as soon as it happens, 
pained by everything that i need to let go, 
yknow theres safety in self destruction because at least you know where youre gonna go
very alone i will not reach out, 
please dont come to me i am panic attacks and nosebleeds 
in the girls toilets at school 
oh, i'm grateful 
bull in a china shop, im waiting at the bus stop
blue tiled swimming pools, y'know i used to suffer fools
shouting less than i thoughtand breaking stuff i bought 
I learnt a lot of patience but never wanna be complacent 
i was crying into my sleeve on the top floor of an apartment complex 
i was 8 years old 
lost in a cartoon estate, you know i really think that she is my soulmate 
sorry if this is weird
nearly half disappeared at 17 years i try to retrace, 
pinpoint and drawing maps try to figure out exactly what happened to me, very alone i do not reach out 
please come to me i am panic attacks and nosebleeds and these are not battlescars 
these are the echoes of a disorder 
messy taurus girl with blood caked under your finger nails 
i won't ask questions 
suffocating for years and drowning in all of your fears 
i am terribly afraid strangled by desperation 
she said "you mess of crooked teeth, what'd you bury underneath?" 
i used to watch videotapes in my mams bedroom when i was sick 
i always knew how i would die one day 
on my own terms always on my own terms
and she said "dear, you are not an island" 
drinking cranberry juice at night and spilling it on myself 
oh god i need to go 
there is a past and I remember it 
I need to float through the ceiling

the stuff you think about late at night and never tell anyone about

Punish

𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐢𝐧

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