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]
E
my bedroom smells like rotten food
B
and i guess so do i
D
it’s harder to be good in here
A
than it is to starve and die
E
i’d give my body to satan
B
if i could only keep my soul
D
but i can’t seem to find the split
A
between them anymore
E
my hair is falling out again
B
and i don’t really care
D
i try to stir my conscience
A
it was never really there
E
your fingers up inside of me
B
feel like fingers down my throat
D
everything is fine in heaven
A
but i’ll never get to know
E
make sacrifice in bathtubs
B
and stained bed covers
D A
soak all of my clothes in holy water
E B
and drown them like a crying son
D A
drown them like a crying daughter
E
praying in the night to the angels of porn
D
nails in their wrists, knees on the floor
D A (ONE SINGLE STRUM)
great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone
E
my bedroom smells like rotten food
B
and i guess so do i
D
it’s harder to be good in here
A
than it is to starve and die
E
i’d give my body to satan
B
if i could only keep my soul
D
but i can’t seem to find the split
A
between them anymore
E
my hair is falling out again
B
and i don’t really care
D
i try to stir my conscience
A
it was never really there
E
your fingers up inside of me
B
feel like fingers down my throat
D
everything is fine in heaven
A
but i’ll never get to know
E
make sacrifice in bathtubs
B
and stained bed covers
D A
soak all of my clothes in holy water
E B
and drown them like a crying son
D A
drown them like a crying daughter
E
praying in the night to the angels of porn
D
nails in their wrists, knees on the floor
D A (ONE SINGLE STRUM)
great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone
Nicoletta
Nidji
Nielson
Nigga Stole My B (...)
Night Beds
Nil Lara
Nil Moliner
Nils Lofgren
Nilton Junior
Nim Vind