lyrics:
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silent are my heart strings
icy is my body heat, yeah
lonely is my hoping
empty is my sweet thing
aching is my laughter
busy is my pastor
telling is my silence
blurring my horizon
tired of my resistance
smothered is my distance, yeah
careful are my footsteps
possessive is my daybed
vacant are my nightmares
rest becomes my nowhere, yeah
twenty is my vision
only when i listen
lower is my ceiling
pressing are my feelings
active are my fingers
faux my cunnilingus
dirty are my dishes
many are my wishes
fearless are my cacti
friendly are the fruit flies
jaded is my father
childlike is my answer
careful are my footsteps
possessive is my daybed
baby are my footsteps
possessive is my daybed
baby are my footsteps
possessive is my daybed.
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FKA twigs (Tahliah)'s thoughts:
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'daybed'
"Have you ever forgotten how to spell a really simple word? To me, depression's a bit like that. Everything's quite abstract, and even slightly dizzy, but not in a happy way. It's like a very slow circus. Suddenly the fruit flies seem friendly, everything in the room just starts having a different meaning, and you even have a different relationship with the way the sofa cushions smell. Masturbation is something to raise your endorphins isn't it? It's either that or try and go to the gym, or try and eat something good. You almost can't put it into words, but we've all been there. I sing "active are my fingers/faux my cunnilingus": you're imagining someone going down on you, but they're actually not. You open your eyes, and you're just there, still on your sofa, still watching daytime TV."
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FKA twigs | MAGDALENE | lyrics
الشعرthe official lyrics for FKA twigs second studio LP and fifth studio release called "MAGDALENE" - 2019. + a short look into FKA twigs' mind with the story behind each song and how it came alive. • [I do not own this material. All rights reserved to...
