I'm looking for a drummer in the south wales area. Here is a song from my band 'Think Pretty':
YOUR GIRL
tell them this girl is not for sale,
she sold her soul to the stars a long time ago,
return her to mend her, she is not resolved,
return her to mend her, i'm sorry your daughter is not well.
Remember, she is not yours x 4
she said miss plath i know what you're writing about,
and the tide is drawing, nearer, nearer to me,
deep pocket decisions are haunting these days,
and all i need is the time i lost on you.
Remember, she is not yours x 4
this was her love song,
a signal to the beginning of the end,
an all consuming fairytale,
she just wanted the text book happy end.
Copyright: Laura Elizabeth Johnson
PAINT HER BLUSH
gracious shame,
inebriated whore,
oh dear she's back again,
one more game
all the sex is eery,
given away so freely
asphalt scars,
bleeding tarmac,
check the mirror for existence
refuge in the arms of rebound courtesies,
she is ashen,
the knoose paints her blush,
Fuck me boy i know you wanna change my life,
fuck me boy i need violence,
fuck me boy i need something to regret
fuck me
there is a haunt,
sepia influence,
there is a charge,
i am lost
i am big I am frail lovely boy,
i'm dirty but i'll wash clean for you lovely boy,
keep your promises lovely boy,
next time you sleep I'll paint your eyes shut
she is ashen,
the knoose paints her blush,
Fuck me boy i know you wanna change my life,
fuck me boy i need violence,
fuck me boy i need something to regret
fuck me
it's my first time, you dare
it's the last time, i swear
Laura Elizabeth Johnson
YOUR GIRL
tell them this girl is not for sale,
she sold her soul to the stars a long time ago,
return her to mend her, she is not resolved,
return her to mend her, i'm sorry your daughter is not well.
Remember, she is not yours x 4
she said miss plath i know what you're writing about,
and the tide is drawing, nearer, nearer to me,
deep pocket decisions are haunting these days,
and all i need is the time i lost on you.
Remember, she is not yours x 4
this was her love song,
a signal to the beginning of the end,
an all consuming fairytale,
she just wanted the text book happy end.
Copyright: Laura Elizabeth Johnson
PAINT HER BLUSH
gracious shame,
inebriated whore,
oh dear she's back again,
one more game
all the sex is eery,
given away so freely
asphalt scars,
bleeding tarmac,
check the mirror for existence
refuge in the arms of rebound courtesies,
she is ashen,
the knoose paints her blush,
Fuck me boy i know you wanna change my life,
fuck me boy i need violence,
fuck me boy i need something to regret
fuck me
there is a haunt,
sepia influence,
there is a charge,
i am lost
i am big I am frail lovely boy,
i'm dirty but i'll wash clean for you lovely boy,
keep your promises lovely boy,
next time you sleep I'll paint your eyes shut
she is ashen,
the knoose paints her blush,
Fuck me boy i know you wanna change my life,
fuck me boy i need violence,
fuck me boy i need something to regret
fuck me
it's my first time, you dare
it's the last time, i swear
Laura Elizabeth Johnson
great lyrics!
you rock!
hippy hugs xx