let me take this time to try and make it right
I am spamming you all again, f-list. I apologize. (Time to use my "i'm sorry for spamming you f-list" tag again.)
I wrote another drabble for tori_drabble. I was really excited when the song for this week was announced, because it's The Power of Orange Knickers, and that's one of my favorites off The Beekeeper. It's really a gorgeous song, and I'll include the lyrics so you can all see just how gorgeous it is. Just reading the lyrics doesn't do the song justice, though. And hey, if anyone likes Damien Rice, he's in the song with Tori, so there's added incentive there.
So, without further ado.
The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
under my petty coat.
the power of listening to what,
you don't want me to know.
Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
those girls that smile kindly then rip your life to pieces.
Can somebody tell me now am I alone with this-
this little pill in my hand and with this secret kiss
am I alone in this...
A matter of complication
when you become a twist
for their latest drink
as they're transitioning
Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
this little pill in my hand that keeps the pain living
Can somebody tell me now a way out of this-
that sacred pipe of red stone could blow me out of this kiss
am I alone in this...
The power of orange knickers
under my petty coat.
the power of listening to what,
you don't want me to know.
Shame shame time to leave me now
Shame shame you've had your fun
shame shame for letting me think that I would be the one
Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
this little pill in my hand or this secret kiss, kiss
am I alone in this kiss, kiss
am I alone in this kiss, kiss
There’s a white button in my hand, waiting for me to choke it down like I choked down the lies you told me. A pill, and it’ll take away what you did to me, but I’m not sure that I want you to go away. You should be so ashamed of what you’ve done, but you never will be. Can you break it down and just tell me how to break down myself? I’ll hope for this pill to end this pain, cry out when the ache leaves my body, but I’ll be okay once I know I’m not alone.
I wrote another drabble for tori_drabble. I was really excited when the song for this week was announced, because it's The Power of Orange Knickers, and that's one of my favorites off The Beekeeper. It's really a gorgeous song, and I'll include the lyrics so you can all see just how gorgeous it is. Just reading the lyrics doesn't do the song justice, though. And hey, if anyone likes Damien Rice, he's in the song with Tori, so there's added incentive there.
So, without further ado.
The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
under my petty coat.
the power of listening to what,
you don't want me to know.
Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
those girls that smile kindly then rip your life to pieces.
Can somebody tell me now am I alone with this-
this little pill in my hand and with this secret kiss
am I alone in this...
A matter of complication
when you become a twist
for their latest drink
as they're transitioning
Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
this little pill in my hand that keeps the pain living
Can somebody tell me now a way out of this-
that sacred pipe of red stone could blow me out of this kiss
am I alone in this...
The power of orange knickers
under my petty coat.
the power of listening to what,
you don't want me to know.
Shame shame time to leave me now
Shame shame you've had your fun
shame shame for letting me think that I would be the one
Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
this little pill in my hand or this secret kiss, kiss
am I alone in this kiss, kiss
am I alone in this kiss, kiss
There’s a white button in my hand, waiting for me to choke it down like I choked down the lies you told me. A pill, and it’ll take away what you did to me, but I’m not sure that I want you to go away. You should be so ashamed of what you’ve done, but you never will be. Can you break it down and just tell me how to break down myself? I’ll hope for this pill to end this pain, cry out when the ache leaves my body, but I’ll be okay once I know I’m not alone.