Biografía:
Nicole Bell (nacida el 8 de septiembre de 1991), conocida profesionalmente como Nicole Dollanganger, es una cantante, compositora y artista canadiense que actualmente reside en Whitchurch-Stouffville, Canadá. Comenzó a publicar canciones originales en Tumblr a mediados de 2011, y escribió y grabó sus primeros cuatro discos en su dormitorio mientras estaba enferma en reposo en cama. [1] Dollanganger es conocida por su voz aguda y su aspecto infantil.
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Otras canciones:
- 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
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Verse 1]
G Em
the Autumn wind carries all of the ghosts
G Em
they catch on me and hide under his sheets
G Em
they make their nests in my clothing seams
G Em
possessing my bones and my being
[Verse 2]
G Em
we waited til' the morning where the sun did rise
G Em
but the moon still lingered in his weary eyes
G Em
ghosts fill my head with such rotten things
G Em
and with the lonliness that the cold air brings
[Verse 3]
G Em
the room was dim so I doubt that he could see
G Em
my cold, shaking hands and my reddened cheeks
G Em
a part of me wished to crawl under his sheets
G Em
but I sincerely doubted that we would sleep
[Verse 4]
G Em
we waited til the morning where the sun did rise
G Em
but the moon still lingered in his weary eyes
G Em
betraying a good heart to satisfy mine
G Em
he's a ghost I never thought I'd find
G Em
the Autumn wind carries all of the ghosts
G Em
they catch on me and hide under his sheets
G Em
they make their nests in my clothing seams
G Em
possessing my bones and my being
[Verse 2]
G Em
we waited til' the morning where the sun did rise
G Em
but the moon still lingered in his weary eyes
G Em
ghosts fill my head with such rotten things
G Em
and with the lonliness that the cold air brings
[Verse 3]
G Em
the room was dim so I doubt that he could see
G Em
my cold, shaking hands and my reddened cheeks
G Em
a part of me wished to crawl under his sheets
G Em
but I sincerely doubted that we would sleep
[Verse 4]
G Em
we waited til the morning where the sun did rise
G Em
but the moon still lingered in his weary eyes
G Em
betraying a good heart to satisfy mine
G Em
he's a ghost I never thought I'd find
Nicoletta
Nidji
Nielson
Nigga Stole My B (...)
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