Biography:
Nicole Dollanganger is a singer-songwriter from Stouffville, an eerily silent suburb of Toronto. She has been releasing her music without any label support via https://nicoledollanganger.bandcamp.com since 2012 before she was signed in 2015 by Eerie Organization, the collective/artist incubator run by Claire Boucher aka Grimes. Her music is characterized by her innocent-sounding voice accompanied by a spare instrumentation that stands in stark contrast to dark, sometimes macabre lyrics.
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Other songs:
- 700 Club
- Angels Of Porn
- Barren
- Chapel
- Coma Baby
- Iswmuomwn
- Lemonade
- Please Eat
- Sweet Girl
- Ugly
- You're So Cool
- American Tradition
- Angels Of Porn Ii
- Ball Jointed Doll Harry
- Candy Apple
- Creekside Blues Ukulele
- Dog Teeth
- Executioner
- Ghosts
- Mean
- My Baby
- My Pug
- Please Just Stay Dead
- Poachers Pride
- Rabid
- Rampage
- Tammy Faye
- True Love Cafe
- Uncle
- Valley Of The Dead
- Youre So Cool
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[Verse]
C D C
I shot an angel with my father’s rifle
D C
I should have set it free, but I let it bleed
D C D C
Made it into taxidermy, hung it on my wall
D
On my wall
C D
C D C
I shot an angel, kept it in my backyard
D C
Hung it out to dry on the clothing line
D C
Pinned above my bed like the cross
D C D
Of Jesus Christ on my wall
C D
[Chorus]
C D G
And I know one day hell will catch up with me
C D G
And I’m sure that I will burn eternally
C D G
One day it will come to claim its pound of flesh
C D G
When it’s done, there won’t be anything left
[Verse]
C D C
I shot an angel, dragged it to my basement
D C D
Starved it till it died and I did not cry
C D G
Sickness of poacher’s pride
C D C
I shot an angel with my father’s rifle
D C
I should have set it free, but I let it bleed
D C D C
Made it into taxidermy, hung it on my wall
D
On my wall
C D
C D C
I shot an angel, kept it in my backyard
D C
Hung it out to dry on the clothing line
D C
Pinned above my bed like the cross
D C D
Of Jesus Christ on my wall
C D
[Chorus]
C D G
And I know one day hell will catch up with me
C D G
And I’m sure that I will burn eternally
C D G
One day it will come to claim its pound of flesh
C D G
When it’s done, there won’t be anything left
[Verse]
C D C
I shot an angel, dragged it to my basement
D C D
Starved it till it died and I did not cry
C D G
Sickness of poacher’s pride
Nicoletta
Nidji
Nielson
Nigga Stole My B (...)
Night Beds