Paroles de Anemia

Juliana Hatfield

pochette album Anemia
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I want to wear you to bed
I'm hanging on by a thread
Your tattered shirt is all i have
I make love to your monogram

Needing you is killing me
I desire apathy
I need you to hold my head
Soak up this blood with bread

Feed me 'cause i'm underfed
The heart i didn't mean to spill
It suffers from a lack of will
I can't get out of bed until
This deathly pallor is erased
By your sweet hand upon my face


I fill my veins with nicotine
To change the nature of the need
I fill my head all up with shame
To change the flavor of the pain
These cigarettes are smoking me
I had a dream that i could sleep


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