Jessica Sligter - Pricklet lyrics

rate me

I 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