Song | Little Hells |
Artist | Marissa Nadler |
Album | Little Hells Acoustic Demos |
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Mama, I have nothin' but cobwebs and dust in the lock | |
Blood runs thick in the veins | |
But I live like a fish in the water again | |
She says soft to a fault | |
She believes the hardest things of all | |
True love never did exist at all | |
Ohh, she lives in a dark cloud of little hells | |
When she meant something to somebody else | |
But now it's dark and the cobwebs and rose petals | |
Defying her into the web to go back to the days of color | |
Into the web to go back to the days of color |