Ethel Cain - American Teenager SLOWED + REVERB

Tongue - Ethel Cain

ethel cain crying during sex (extended) - slowed reverb

Preacher's Daughter (Instrumentals)

Family Tree (Instrumental)

lyrics:

I used to be, I used to be that kind of girl like
Picture perfect when she speaks
And bats her lashes sweet
But I’ve been feeling coming over me
An affliction
Some addiction
'Cause my mouth says no
But my neck says please


I think I wanted you dead
Fell as an angel just to please no matter where you want it
Fighting my way up to your tongue so I can die up on it
And show you what it really means to need somebody
Beyond their body
Telling me “Baby, it’s sweeter for me giving what you want from me
So takе what you want from me”
So I’m not letting up
'Cause whеn I’m under you
No matter what I do
I’ll still find my way to your tongue

"How come you been lyin' to me? How come you been lyin' to me?"
"I didn't, I swear, it's what I've seen. I wouldn't pull nothing like that on you."
"You don't want me. That bastard was right. I ain't stayin' with you, [?]. Let me go. Won't you please let go?"


Would you judge me for my prayers if I said them on my knees
But I am flesh and blood
And this flesh has needs


I think I wanted you dead
Fell as an angel just to please no matter where you want it
Fighting my way up to your tongue so I can die up on it
And show you what it really means to need somebody
Beyond their body
Telling me “Baby, it’s sweeter for me giving what you want from me
So take what you want from me”
So I’m not letting up
'Cause when I’m under you
No matter what I do
I’ll still find my way to your tongue


I think I wanted you dead
Fell as an angel just to please no matter where you want it
Fighting my way up to your tongue so I can die up on it
And show you what it really means to need somebody
Beyond their body
Telling me “Baby, it’s sweeter for me giving what you want from me
So take what you want from me”
So I’m not letting up
'Cause when I’m under you
No matter what I do
I’ll still find my way to your tongue

tongue - miss anhedonia

Ptolemaea x Inbred - 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

dust bowl - ethel cain

ethel cain - fear no plague

Dark Ambient Music inspired by the writings of HP Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos cult. Be scared and enjoy!

Ptolemaea x Inbred - Ethel Cain

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