Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings

Текст песни Marissa Nadler - Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings

Jesus Christ girl,
What are people going to think?
When I show up to one of several funerals,
I've attended for grandpa this week.
With you, with me.
Someone's gotta help me dig, someone's gotta help me dig.

Jesus Christ girl,
It hasn't been long so it seems,
Since I was picking out an island and a tomb for you,
At the Hollywood Cemetary.

You kiss,
On me.
We should let this dead guy sleep,
We should let this guy sleep,

Jesus Christ girl,
I laid out for hours and days,
Chasing the expanse of your American back,
With Adderal and weed in my veins.

You came,
I think.
'Cus the marble made my cheeks look pink,
But I'm unsure of so many things.

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