Erin LeCount — Marble Arch
Album: I Am Digital, I Am Divine - EPAvg rating:
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Length: 3:06
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Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
When I came back from the dead
The first thing they said was, "You've never looked better"
Every compliment went rushing to my head as my heart kept weakening
This body used to be my home, now it's just an homage
A souvenir I gave to everyone I love
The walls of my heart are like museum corridors
The love that I gave you was art in my form
But I'm scared if I learn to be happy, I'll forget how to write songs
Am I hard to love?
Am I cold to touch?
Am I? Am I? Am I?
Is there a fault in my core?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I? Did I? Did I?
I am breaking my back, bending to your heart
My spine curves against your fingertips like a marble arch
I try to make the ache something beautiful to watch
I'm a statue you can pray to, you complain I'm cold to touch
I am hard to love
Not what you thought
Am I? Am I? Am I?
Is there a fault in my core?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I? Did I? Did I?
There is no more love in my bones
This body was my home
This body was my own before I knew you
Now I'm hard to love
Am I cold to touch?
Am I? Am I? Am I?
'Cause I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
A pile of bones you try to love
Pile of bones
Oh, oh, whoo, whoo
(Oh, I miss you, baby)
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
When I came back from the dead
The first thing they said was, "You've never looked better"
Every compliment went rushing to my head as my heart kept weakening
This body used to be my home, now it's just an homage
A souvenir I gave to everyone I love
The walls of my heart are like museum corridors
The love that I gave you was art in my form
But I'm scared if I learn to be happy, I'll forget how to write songs
Am I hard to love?
Am I cold to touch?
Am I? Am I? Am I?
Is there a fault in my core?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I? Did I? Did I?
I am breaking my back, bending to your heart
My spine curves against your fingertips like a marble arch
I try to make the ache something beautiful to watch
I'm a statue you can pray to, you complain I'm cold to touch
I am hard to love
Not what you thought
Am I? Am I? Am I?
Is there a fault in my core?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I? Did I? Did I?
There is no more love in my bones
This body was my home
This body was my own before I knew you
Now I'm hard to love
Am I cold to touch?
Am I? Am I? Am I?
'Cause I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
A pile of bones you try to love
Pile of bones
Oh, oh, whoo, whoo
(Oh, I miss you, baby)
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
I don't wanna be cold anymore
Comments (2)add comment
OK, who is she like? Flo and The Machine. This is too auto tuned or whatever the hell it might be called, produced and treacly. But I always try to give a recorded music artist some chops. I'm listening to them, them not to me. So a 5.
OK, who is she like? Flo and The Machine. This is too auto tuned or whatever the hell it might be called, produced and treacly. But I always try to give a recorded music artist some chops. I'm listening to them, them not to me. So a 5.
To me, more like Chappell Roan. It's nice. Inital score of 7 for me.