blood bitch lyrics – cocteau twins

blood woman
blood b*tch
there’s a corona
a corona swelling
pressing hands
against this scar
there’s no warmth
there’s no warmth to be felt
don’t damage my altar
don’t d*mn this cold flame
neither one or the other
has much form or shape
cold burns powerful
has powerful needs
holds back
what’s my worth?
there’s a fire
i’ll paint the blood b*tch
the blood b*tch black
lift or carry us(curious?)
your the same old song

/ cocteau twins lyrics