Angels and Anaemia - Jenny Hval
Self-doubt self-doubt it's what I do
This music this sound this voice and these words
All that carry me
It's not writing nor music f**k
It's certainly not art
When the boundaries seem unclear
We don't have a language
That day you fainted your eyes
Looked right through me
From nowhere in particular
From nowhere in particular
Dislocated light monotonous
And when I touched you
I turned you into a girl
Only for a moment
Soon you'll come back to me
But when I touched you
I could turn you into a girl
And I could love you wildly girly wildly girly boundlessly
Wow
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