she, or her
Another hungover morning
In the bottom of the Black Lagoon
Purgatory disguised
As a room with a view
I used to be in Heaven looking down
Now I know the inferno from the inside
And you can't see out them windows
And smoke gets in your eyes
And eyes just wanna cry, cry, cry
I MAKE MUSIC FOR “FAX GANG”
AND AS ”GLACIERbaby”