Letra de Period Piece - Jenny Hval

Failed every period
Did baroque badly
Afraid of blood
Dream was too lonely

I chose keeping it together
In these IKEA white walls
Of my post-war Nordic silence
But only desire is real

I must find some kind of art form
Where I can call my tongue back from the underground
(Back from the underground)
Back from the underground

There are multitudes
There are multitudes

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In the doctor's office my speculum pulls me open
Spacing the space
Accidental sci-fi
Regulating my aperture, vagine savant
Some people find it painful
But all I feel is connected
All I feel is connected

There must be some kind of art form
Where I can call my blood
There are multitudes
There are multitudes
There are multitudes

Don't be afraid
It's only blood