Ruin Me from Therapy Money by Pyrophoria
Tracklist
| 7. | Ruin Me | 3:17 |
Lyrics
Psychosis, psychosis
I don’t know if prose fits
Black Heart, everyone knows this
Sore thumbed, closed fist
Run but not to flee
Run free
I am here don’t look for me
The liar, the trapeze
I fall so hard, so hard with ease
Poems, what to make of these
Poems aren’t hard to please
Ruin me, ruin me
What do I do with me
I am my jailer, teach me mutiny
I combust at every opportunity
It took a funeral to close a door
I don’t know what dreams are for
Credits
License
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Pyrophoria is the singular creative vision of a one-woman band from Atlanta. A hyper-prolific force of nature, she has single-handedly written, recorded, and produced a staggering catalog of over 700 songs. Her work is a massive exploration of sound, fearlessly crossing 11 genres and establishing her as one of the most dedicated and unique voices in modern music.