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]
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