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braided strands
indie folk lofi diy melancholy simple quixotic rustic delia gunnn
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I burn 400 degrees in a gasoline sea.
dorky girl gives herself a moniker, pretends to sing and play guitar, makes some songs, makes a fool of herself. it's about love. seriously. she does this for the love.
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #667
Peak in subgenre #64
Author
Delia Gunnn
Rights
2005
Uploaded
October 07, 2005
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
To make a Dadaist poem: * Take a newspaper. * Take a pair of scissors. * Choose an article as long as you are planning to make your poem. * Cut out the article. * Then cut out each of the words that make up this article and put them in a bag. * Shake it gently. * Then take out the scraps one after the other in the order in which they left the bag. * Copy conscientiously. * The poem will be like you. * And here you are a writer, infinitely original and endowed with a sensibility that is charming though beyond the understanding of the vulgar. -Tristan Tzara ((of course, I took certain liberties of my own.))
Lyrics
I close my eyes and am all that you are everything is gone along my empty image I lace your fingers through my tangled blood-stained hair tell me yes don’t tell me no you want a 6th sense I could like the rest but you are duress and much too caught don’t tell me more than you can we’re both too sins-of-water both too sins-of-air yes, don’t tell me no say no you walked of sun and sand I just walked away here you her you left me here you know I can’t breathe one wipe of your hand to clear the knots and to confess tell me no don’t tell me no and now you’re waiting to carry me on a pillow made from your own flesh everything has gone so wrong I close my eyes and am all that you are
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