Dust Bowl (Explicit)
Ethel Cain"Dust Bowl (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Ethel Cain, 2025, Pop. Der Song dauert 5:35, 44 lines / 235 words.
Songtext
0:16Ethel Cain - Dust Bowl
0:23Pretty boy
0:28Natural blood-stained blonde
0:34With the holes in his sneakers
0:40And his eyes all over me
0:46Drive-in, slasher flick again
0:54Feeling me up as a porn star dies
1:00He's watching me instead
1:04Eighth grade death pact, strike me dead
1:11All of Alabama laid out in front of your eyes
1:25But all you could see was me
1:31You walked in
1:34You were singing
1:37You tried to wade in 'cause you wanted just to tell me who you were
1:48You were kind
1:56Dying to tell me
2:01You'll wait if I have to makе sure
2:39Pretty boy
2:43Scared of thе rain, by God
2:49Tend to the row of your violets
2:55With your eyes all over me
3:01Watching, hoping the wind blows slowly
3:11So I can keep you
3:18A moment
3:24Grew up hard, fell off harder
3:30Cooking our brains smoking that s**t your daddy smoked in Vietnam
3:41You'd be a writer
3:50If he didn't leave all his hell for you
3:55Saying if you could, you'd leave it all
4:09I knew it was love
4:14When I rode home crying
4:18Thinking of you fucking other girls
4:27But when you
4:34Said that you're in love
4:41I never wondered if you're sure
4:55Pretty boy
5:00Consumed by death
5:05With the holes in his sneakers
5:11And his eyes all over me
5:15Over me, over me
5:19Over me, over me
5:24Over me, over me
5:30Over me, over me
5:35Over, over
Ethel Cain - Dust Bowl Pretty boy Natural blood-stained blonde With the holes in his sneakers And his eyes all over me Drive-in, slasher flick again Feeling me up as a porn star dies He's watching me instead Eighth grade death pact, strike me dead All of Alabama laid out in front of your eyes But all you could see was me You walked in You were singing You tried to wade in 'cause you wanted just to tell me who you were You were kind Dying to tell me You'll wait if I have to makе sure Pretty boy Scared of thе rain, by God Tend to the row of your violets With your eyes all over me Watching, hoping the wind blows slowly So I can keep you A moment Grew up hard, fell off harder Cooking our brains smoking that s**t your daddy smoked in Vietnam You'd be a writer If he didn't leave all his hell for you Saying if you could, you'd leave it all I knew it was love When I rode home crying Thinking of you fucking other girls But when you Said that you're in love I never wondered if you're sure Pretty boy Consumed by death With the holes in his sneakers And his eyes all over me Over me, over me Over me, over me Over me, over me Over me, over me Over, over
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