Mary Lambert
Sarasvati
You are Sanskrit on my skin
peel me open, 'til I'm nothing
But a whisper
Name yourself sinner
I only play for pennies
and I don't play for sinners
I play for sadness
I play for dead things
So pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile
And vacant
Sarasvati send me to sleep I Rest in my gains
I need And the music I like goes up and down
Like bobbing bodies in the river bed
And they say, "Mary why are your songs so sad?
Look at the luck and fortune you've had.
Why you cryin' now?"
So pull the bones from their sockets
Letras de cancionesPlease be softer while you do it
For I am fragile
And vacant
You take my body and tongue and organs
Whisper to my skin like
Death is all red
and rosy and stuff
Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile
And vacant
(Thanks to LyricsByEar for these lyrics)
From Letras Mania