Maja | 17 | Sweden | Echelon | Internet Addicted
I talk a lot about men, hair, youtubers, my boobies, other peoples boobies, boobies, armpits and about how horny I am. Multifandom tumblelog
Nine Inch Nails - “Sanctified”
I’ts still getting worse after everything I tried
What if I found a way to wash it all aside
What if she touches with those fingertips
As the words spill out like fire from her lipsIf she says come inside I’ll come inside for her
If she says five it all I’ll give everything to her
I am justified
I am purified
I am sanctified
Inside youHeaven’s just a rumor she’ll dispel.
As she walks me through the nicest parts of hell.
I still dream of lips I never should have never kissed.
Well she knows exactly what I cant resistIf she says come inside I’ll come inside for her
If she says five it all I’ll give everything to her
I am justified
I am purified
I am sanctified
Inside youI’m just caught up in another of her spells
She’s turning me into someone else
Everyday I hope and pray this will end
But when I can I do it all againIf she says come inside I’ll come inside for her
If she says five it all I’ll give everything to her
I am justified
I am purified
I am sanctified
Inside youAs surely as the blade’s course is run
Maybe my kingdoms finally come
I finally listened to Lisa Hannigan’s World Cafe session, more than pleased that she played my most favorite of her songs. Having insight into a beloved song from the artist’s perspective always adds such depth to the listening experience.
Lisa Hannigan — “Little Bird”
Your heart sings like a kettle
and your words, they boil away like steam.
A lie burns long while the truth bites quick,
a heart is built for both it seems.
You are lonely as a church,
despite the queuing out your door.
I am empty as a promise, no more.
When the time comes,
and rights have been read,
I think of you often
but for once I meant what I said.
I was salted by your hunger,
now you’ve gone and lost your appetite
and a little bird is every bit as handy in a fight.
I am lonely as a memory
despite the gathering round the fire.
Aren’t you every bird on every wire?
When the time comes,
and rights have been read,
I think of you often
but for once I meant what I said.
Here I stay, I lay me down,
in a house by the Hill.
Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill.
iamamiwhoami | Idle Talk
Undisclosed Desires/Supermassive Black Hole (Mash-up)
Leslie Gore - It’s my party
You would cry too if it happened to you
Por si el lunes no me dedica nadie una canción, ya lo hago yo.
_Elena
