i just uploaded my second album “flowers of flesh and blood” here ♡
i attached all of the lyrics and such. i hope you guys like it ; A ;
i wrote this song quite a while ago but had a hard time doing anything with it. i originally used a guitar but got fed up and went back to the piano. i hope it doesn’t sound too dull. lyrics posted right below:
Cages and cases of starving birds and dead things, no longer look anything like what they did when they’d been living
The things you love you put into cement, in order to keep them, they have to be dead, you think that he’s yours but it’s only in your head, his coffin is not your arms, his grave is not your bed
Lockets and caskets full of garbage and ashes, nothing but collections of nothing, you’ve been protecting
The things you love you put into cement, in order to keep them, they have to be dead, you think that he’s yours but it’s only in your head, his coffin is not your arms, his grave is not your bed
Taking baths in concrete, harbor a love for things that don’t exist, try to set them into stone but you can’t, he’s made of bones and flesh
The things you love you put into cement, in order to keep them, they have to be dead, you think that he’s yours but it’s only in your head, his coffin is not your arms, his grave is not your bed
I always feel nervous to post a song so please be gentle with me. I wrote two songs called Adam and this is the first song/part “Reformatory.” I’ll post the lyrics below:
The first hit felt like Hell but now they feel like Heaven
Know these fists so well, you bear the indents of them
Got a broken jaw, but it feels so good, you let them
They beat the shit out of you, and I’m left piecing you together
I look into your eyes but I can’t find a reflection
Skull fuck you cold, leave you on the floor
Mouth full of blood but you still beg for more
All busted up, lips wired shut
I know you less now than I did before
I look into your eyes but I can’t find a reflection
Passed these fences, fields stretch for miles
You don’t see them anymore, you don’t even try
I look into your eyes but I can’t find a reflection
I always feel nervous and sick before I post a song
Untitled (for now) by Nicole Dollanganger
Split his ribs open using my bare hands but
I could not repair all of the damage
Built of milk and flesh so meek and mild
But I know, if he’d lived,
He’d have grown to be wild
They broke him and they beat him and break he did
They took him from me, my baby, and break he did
His skin went white as chalk, his limbs turned soft and limp
I cradled him through those moments of weakness
And watched him drift between the worlds of living and dead
Until he sunk down into the pavement
They broke him and they beat him and break he did
They took him from me, my baby, and break he did
And he laid there for days
In the cold and the wind
But I could not breathe life back in
I tried to fill up his lungs
With the air from my own
But he did not wake up again
No, he didn’t
Split his ribs open using my bare hands but
I could not repair all of the damage
this song doesn’t have a title really, it’s an older song of mine i never uploaded or did anything with (╯_╰) about the loveliest person, the loveliest
i know he’s going to kill me/hate me but here is my song for Dakota, it’s called “dog teeth” - i also don’t have a fucking idea how to play the piano so forgive me for that but it just wasn’t a guitar song if you know what i mean : (
this is a song i recorded the night before i came back home. it’s called “holes of albinos” and it’s quite short and such. i apologize for the quality (as always) - it’s a live take from a very groggy/sleepy girl in her bed at 2 AM. also on my bandcamp for download heh.
