Biografía:
Nicole Bell (nacida el 8 de septiembre de 1991), conocida profesionalmente como Nicole Dollanganger, es una cantante, compositora y artista canadiense que actualmente reside en Whitchurch-Stouffville, Canadá. Comenzó a publicar canciones originales en Tumblr a mediados de 2011, y escribió y grabó sus primeros cuatro discos en su dormitorio mientras estaba enferma en reposo en cama. [1] Dollanganger es conocida por su voz aguda y su aspecto infantil.
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Otras canciones:
- 700 Club
- Angels Of Porn
- Barren
- Chapel
- Coma Baby
- Iswmuomwn
- Lemonade
- Please Eat
- Sweet Girl
- Ugly
- You're So Cool
- American Tradition
- Angels Of Porn Ii
- Ball Jointed Doll Harry
- Candy Apple
- Creekside Blues Ukulele
- Dog Teeth
- Executioner
- Ghosts
- Mean
- My Baby
- My Pug
- Please Just Stay Dead
- Poachers Pride
- Rabid
- Rampage
- Tammy Faye
- True Love Cafe
- Uncle
- Valley Of The Dead
- Youre So Cool
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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pills eat through you like acid burning holes
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through your head, your mind, your bones and enamel
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handcuffed to the bed like you’re an animal
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i don’t even recognize you anymore
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try to put you down like an old dog to sleep
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cut your branches off but you’re a dying tree
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the doctors came and pulled the sheet up over your head
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you’re already dead you just don’t know it yet
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you are sick and i hate you and love you for it
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you’re a wreck but i’m always going to want you
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i hate to see the knife always under your arm
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alone at night, cutting up neighborhood dogs
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you snuck me to your daddy’s bedroom, showed me all his guns
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you said, “careful or you’ll blow your head off
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make sure the safety’s on”
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leaving things to die in the mud at the creek
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pumping shotgun slugs out into the trees
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you run your fingers on the wood and feel its bullet holes
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it gives you something i could never give you or ever really know
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you are sick and i hate you and love you for it
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you’re a wreck but i’m always going to want you
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i don’t know what you’ve done
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or what you think about doing
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i don’t want to know so don’t tell me
pills eat through you like acid burning holes
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through your head, your mind, your bones and enamel
Am G Am
handcuffed to the bed like you’re an animal
Am Em7 C
i don’t even recognize you anymore
C B Am F
try to put you down like an old dog to sleep
C B Am F
cut your branches off but you’re a dying tree
Am G Am
the doctors came and pulled the sheet up over your head
Am Em7 C Am
you’re already dead you just don’t know it yet
C Am F
you are sick and i hate you and love you for it
C Am F
you’re a wreck but i’m always going to want you
C B Am F
i hate to see the knife always under your arm
C B Am F
alone at night, cutting up neighborhood dogs
Am G Am
you snuck me to your daddy’s bedroom, showed me all his guns
C G
you said, “careful or you’ll blow your head off
Am F C
make sure the safety’s on”
C B Am F
leaving things to die in the mud at the creek
C B Am F
pumping shotgun slugs out into the trees
Am G Am
you run your fingers on the wood and feel its bullet holes
C G Am F
it gives you something i could never give you or ever really know
C Am n F
you are sick and i hate you and love you for it
C Am F
you’re a wreck but i’m always going to want you
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i don’t know what you’ve done
Am
or what you think about doing
F Am
i don’t want to know so don’t tell me
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Nidji
Nielson
Nigga Stole My B (...)
Night Beds