Category Archives: Lyrics/Life

Isolation

How can I ask anyone to love me
When all I do is beg to be left alone

Well I’m hard, too hard to know

Pictures by Ann Woo,

lyrics by Fiona Apple

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Blades

If I’m butter, if I’m butter
If I’m butter then he’s a hot knife

Ipsis Litteris

Every single night
I endure the fight
of little wings of white-flamed
Butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine
percolate the mind
trickle down the spine
swarm the belly, swelling to blaze

The new album is  out on June 19th.

Little boy

Baby said he couldn’t stay
Wouldn’t put his lips to mine
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope

And I said: honey, I don’t feel so good
Don’t feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void

He said: it’s all in your head
And I said: so it’s everything
But he didn’t get it

I thought he was a man

But he was just a little boy

Lyrics by Fiona Apple,  picture via East Village Boys

Threesome

Body – Heart – Mind
Which one of these three
Will definitely win the fight?

Have a nice weekend.