Cross contaminate my lungs
Give me the air you've breathed
There's no denying you're becoming kind of fond of me
I will not say a word
And still be all you've heard
Here I stand and here I will stay
'Cos you invited me, oh don't be that way!
So what's the plan?
What are we gonna do today?
You best behave and you'd better entertain
I can be fussy when I choose it
And I'm choosing you
I have got a bone to pick
I've got marrow to suck
There's reasons that you see my face in tea leaves in your cup
That excuse is wearing thin
It's easy to give in
You won't be needing those
I'll take your fingers and your toes
I have brought you here for a reason
Though the weather's insincere for the season
You could run
You could hide but you'll only wear yourself out
I own your mind
And about everything else
I'll twist your guts and I'll rearrange your spine
Until you crumble and your bones misalign
Your knees collapse and everything is fine
As you bow down to me
Beautiful reflections on family, grief, and indigenous identity from CHamoru-American indie rock/post-punk artist Rosa Bordallo. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 24, 2019
Dreamy, intimate experimental pop, part of the artist's challenge to herself to write and record a song every single day of the year. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2017