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Hallucinating Angels
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another old song. hate it 'cause it doesn't go anywhere.
acoustic emo indierock michelle cat power michelle rogers mychelle rogers mychelle
gloomy, pretty, unrefined, valium-speed chick rock
my first reviewer called it "a foundation for a dark, shadowy rock opera that someone would listen to while drinking a bottle of wine and contemplating jumping off a bridge". she wouldn't tell me whether or not they'd jump.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative Indie
Charts
Peak #1,808
Peak in subgenre #309
Author
Michelle Rogers
Rights
Michelle Rogers
Uploaded
November 26, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB 128 kbps 4:19
Lyrics
I’m just skipping stones on your watery eyes. I need an idol in my head who can wake the muse in my body and the poison in my veins. My ears may be ringing but you may dub my pain if I may project your memory onto the walls in my brain. I’m drinking heat again. I was watching you rise and… the people who we think are angels… look how they break on the waves. I slept in your wing print, cradled in snow. I thought I’d be warmer where your body had been and I couldn’t go home. I think in fragments by the sea. I think there’s magic in your bones. Your beauty will never get old.
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