by Jenny Hval on album Apocalyspe, girl
Think big, girl, like a king Think. Kingsize Did you learn nothing in America? I've placed four big bananas in my lap In New York, I don't dream I always wanted to be less subculturally lonely but her
by Jenny Hval on album The Long Sleep
What am I doing here? We are almost done now What are you doing here? Are we communicating? Am I promoting? I want to tell you something There should be something I could tell you, There should be s
by Jenny Hval on album Innocence Is Kinky
That night, I watched people fucking on my computer. Nobody can see me looking anyway It's late And everything turns into a kind of dirty My skin starts breaking with LCD I feel desire One I do
by Jenny Hval on album Innocence Is Kinky
This spring hold to kill her in the cause she comes up with the river that climbs the mountain sight if she climbs up the leaves, climbs up the leaves with a swing in her hips. The spring ti
by Jenny Hval on album Innocence Is Kinky
What is human Is there really nothing of see or be seen Listen to the lips that feed you But burns is a second flinch But cannot be seen This body is not for vision The seer cannot go there
by Jenny Hval on album Viscera
Hope to to to go asleep It's ..they see good .. And ..with seal .. Could be ... Unreal ...water water ....to me ...to me ...to me ..to me ...to me To me. Inside the secret tomb ...my secret ahhhh S
by Jenny Hval on album Viscera
I carefully rearranged my senses So they could have a conversation Taught them to switch places; From each pore in my skin grew shimmering eyes! And fingerprints filled the eye sockets From the
by Jenny Hval on album Viscera
Not all limbs have erections Sometimes even you have to decide Which is up And which is down Which travels and which is stationary Which travels to stations, and which travels aimlessly And whet
by Jenny Hval on album Innocence Is Kinky
In my dream, you are slippery My interest grows immediately You have seaweed between your fingers, lips and limbs Amphibious, androgynous Amphibious Ninety-eight percent water I try to write
by Jenny Hval on album Viscera
There are fox furs and feathers all over the suburbs
by Jenny Hval on album Innocence Is Kinky
Did you notice how beautiful colored eyes are? Have I been saved? Don't know what to do; are we being saved? Renée, Renée The camera is a mirror, but mine, not yours For a hundred days you are
by Jenny Hval on album Viscera
Golden locks Dripping, melting out of me Golden showers The waste products of the body: Hair and fingernail We sit in a worn tea room drinking worn tea Chipped China, chipped China “You jus