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Tufted
03:27
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pendulous and soft
tufted like a moth
an animal dressed minimal
she’s strutting solo stuff
throwing hands at God
muffing round her knob
pleasure is the future when
she’s crying as she cums
scruffy back at dawn
smoothen cheek at not
faster blasting hot light rubber snapping cunt
staring at her chest
curving at her ass
let’s make it fun, a body’s clay
it’s just a plaything
peacock without a cock
she’s tucking like a jock
60/40 sexy sounds
insatiable today
what is her name
what was it before
who gives a shit about it
that was someone else’s last week
get your hands all over my face
get your hands right into my mouth
get your fingers wrapped round my cock
get your body into mine
wake up
from this
this is
your lie
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i don’t see an inkling
of a world worth saving, yeah
i don’t believe in making
time for giving time to it, cos
nothing will happen
nothing will change
nothing will matter
nothing is gold, and
nothing has color
nothing is solid
no one has water, and
no one has money, but
i have seen a light go off
but you can’t see a thing
i know you will stay in your hell
i want you to die there
riff (with noise)
i don’t believe that raising your voice
will change my mind, and
i don’t believe in making
time for pounding pavement, baby
i don’t believe in charging you
with new crimes of the heart, but
something is burning
something’s unfair
something is building
someone don’t care
about you
and it’s me
you’re nothing
you’re nothing to me
i
i don’t care
you aren’t touching me
and i can
and i can never die
no
it’s not fair
i know
solo
bridge:
i, i, i wish you were dead
i, i, i live off your bones
i, i, i miss when you slept all day
but, i, know…
everything’s rotten
everything’s pure
everything’s sodden
everything’s fallen, but
i have seen a light go off
but you can’t see a thing
i know you will stay in your hell
i want you to die there
i have been around the block and
it is time to lie down
i have seen the way this ends
you will not get out
aliiiiiiiive
i don’t believe in lighting candles
for you now, because
nothing is okay
nothing is alright
nothing is decent
nothing is fair
no one is coming
nothing to save you
no one will help you
get used to it
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Her Chest, The Canon.
05:49
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a fire in the forest
flat feet on concrete
walking towards pictures
last happinesses
these plague days and nights
whatever this new day is
a weirding winter
a solid spring
i hold within
the spirit of paint
old bones of chicken
dried into pigment
a blood ridden season
where is the turn
is there a reason
for letting me burn?
first snow means winter
who is the rot
let the pain worm in
don’t call it a precipice
some how summer
uncertain autumn
where before winter
let’s make a new feeling
the season of favor
it was a lie
a real taste of blood
so who leads the charge
what is this desire
to obliviate
unending snow
the sadness of things
what was it, all that life
was it only wasting time?
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Cold Hearted Cowboy
04:37
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i have a piano that i got on christmas day
yeah it aint nothing special but im learning how to play
that’s not a piano thats a picture on the wall
you’ve won some foolish hearts that way but you can’t win them all
so it goes, in the end, when there’s no place left to go
i tried to write a poem about the way i wish youd be
in my poem you were not restless, you didnt wanna leave
by now you should know better than to try to make me change
this freezing heart inside of me will always be the same
so it goes, in the end, when there’s no place left to go
i never cry at movies or when people go away
it something that theyve got to do the tears wont make them stay
ill watch you while youre sleeping and ill try to keep real still
i remember that i love you more than anybody will
so it goes, in the end, when there’s no place left to go
i’m leaving my lights on
singing an old song
i learned at camp
you, you were my best friend
i’ll never condescend
or lie to you
you, you were my best friend
i’ll never condescend
or lie to you
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