Jessica Sligter - Pricklet lyrics
rate meI ride you like a horse of undefined
Weakly, wobbly
Wouldn’t you throw me off, now?
Little pricklet
Little thorn, little pricklet
Stinging me with your tiny stabs
Trying to scrape off the scabs
But you don’t anticipate
The thighs & their might
See a cloud, see a fight
With yourself included
You do not feel defined?
Whatever you say
You feel marginalized?
Whatever you say
I may be like a live animation
Angel in arms
Swaying wildly upon you
Far from gracious
I’d be classically clutching
-on my wobbly stud-
My shield, my crust
With an open heart and find
A “you’ll be on my mind”
(little pricklet)
Little pricklet
Little thorn, little pricklet
You do not feel defined?
Whatever you say
You feel marginalized?
Whatever you say