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Hitch Party | Ethel Cain

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Ethel Cain - Crush (early piano version)

pitched slightly down so i could upload and not get taken down due to copyright

this one’s for all my whores back home in the village
poppin they pussies all over the new england country side
they said that horseman ain’t got a head but i know that’s a lie
why? cause i’ve seen it (lets go)

promise me you won’t tell my mother
if i help you in a room in which there are no others
don’t get any on the floor of my father’s carriage 
cause i’m his good girl, putting out for marriage

good day, my good bitch, we can cut the shit
show you my forbidden woods, lost in it
i’m his big dick witch, hexin shit
and if he think that he can spell it, he can suck my clit

buckle up boy cause i’ll fuck you up
there’s a reason that all the priests wanna fuck me up
you can ride a horsey, what about my pussy cat
why you scared? don’t be such a puddy tat
you’re a crane? baby, show me what that neck do
pussy brewing, baby, like it’s gonna hex you
gut me like a motherfucking pumpkin, jack
and i’ll be giving you some kind of head like you’ve never had

baby, put that gorgeous 
all over my clitoris 
wandering up in my forest
mm, this pussy hot and wet, porridge
you’re the finest man in new england
hear them coins in your pocket jingling
mama always said use common sense 
i took one look at him and we ain’t used a condom since

i’ll show you my sleepy hollow

ride that horsey, ride to town
ride that horsey, ride him down
but watch that horsey, cause he might buck
so saddle up, girls, get ready to fuck
you wanna sneak a piece of pie from my window
poppin a stiffy every time the fuckin wind blows
you’re so cute when you look all scared
now drop your trousers and get ready, enter if you dare

don’t be scared, daddy i don’t bite

i swear, a girl gets fucked out of wedlock one time and suddenly she’s like “the town witch” or some shit, like what the fuck is that about, oh my god fucking protestants

saddle up - white silas

4pm in the hotel lobby
DTLA barbie
Taking shots of whiskey
Did you try to call me?
Out of my LTE
Staring at the TV
Look low-quality, feeling hi-fi

Baby I bleed crystal, glass is always hall full
With the pink moscato, keep the boys staccato
Kissing in the uber, I’m forever new here
On a holiday rodeo

They can see me when I land again
Back from Florida, popping Ambien
In the studio with all my friends
I don’t mean a word but I pretend
Stay high so I don’t look sad
I don’t want them to feel bad
Shot high and flew this far
But I didn’t think that I would hit the ground this hard

Dressing up to get fucked up
I'll spend all my good luck, but never in one place
Perpetual movie star, I’ll buy a brand new car to crash on the interstate
Look at my mugshot, god I look so hot, when they took me away
A superstar in the back of a cop car, I’ll get off no charge, and rub it in his face

They can see me when I land again
Back from Florida, popping Ambien
In the studio with all my friends
I don’t mean a word but I pretend
Stay high so I don’t look sad
I don’t want them to feel bad
Shot high and flew this far
But I didn’t think I would hit the ground this hard

Look mom, I’m on TV
A-list, but I feel like they all hate me
Don’t want to crash and burn
A lesson that would hurt worse not to learn
Stay so high, I look so bad
God, why do I feel so sad?
Shot high and fell so hard
That you could wish on me, guess I really am a star

Miss Anhedönia - Kennedy Drive (Demo) [Better Quality]

I’m sick
And I’m sad
And I’m wasting away
I sink
Into my mattress
And I cry all day
All I want
Is love
Why’s it so hard to find?
I think of you
What you’d do
If you were on more than my mind 

Please tell me there’s more
Please tell me there’s more

Am I above?
Are they beneath?
My holy body
My dirty sheets
They rip away
With gnashing teeth
My sullen womb
My virginity

I’m sick
And I hurt
And I feel unclean
It spreads
And it kills
Every part of me
I can’t help it
I can’t stop
I should go without
But there is
No escaping
This torrential drought

Am I above?
Are they beneath?
My holy body
My dirty sheets
They rip away
With gnashing teeth
My sullen womb
My virginity

Virginity

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