Soviet Kitsch

I kissed your lips and I tasted blood I asked you what happened and you said, There'd been a fight. You said I've been fighting for your honor but you wouldn't understand I said hold on your honor I'll get ice for your hand Oh you been fighting for m

[ti:Chemo Limo] [ar:Regina Spektor] [al:Soviet Kitsch] [by:miqing] [00:00.00]Chemo Limo [00:07.55]Regina Spektor [00:14.73]I had a dream [00:18.17]Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over [00:23.51]Baby-sat all four of my kids [00:27.99] [00:29.66]T

Ode to Divorce Regina Spektor The food that I'm eating Is suddenly tasteless I know I'm alone now I know what it tastes like So break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare some for spare parts There might be some good ones Like you might

regina spektor - somedays somedays aren't yours at all, they come and go as if they're someone else's days they come and leave you behind someone else's face and it's harsher than yours and colder than yours they come in all quiet sweep up and then t