cocteau twins
blood bitch
Blood woman Blood bitch There's a corona A corona swelling Pressing hands Against this scar There's no warmth There's no warmth to be felt Don't damage my altar Don't damn this cold flame Neither one or the other Has much form or shape Cold burns powerful Has powerful needs Holds back What's my worth? There's a fire I'll paint the blood bitch The blood bitch black Lift or carry us (curious?) Your the same old song