I Need A Child - Olivia Ruiz

I need a child

Into my middle

I need a child

A wild one

Under my skin

A little bone

A speaking tree

Is growing on me

I’ve got flowers exploding on my swinging tits

So many flowers exploding on my swinging tits

I need a child

My heart is a dead frog hauting on my broken throat

With the red lipstick stuck and his bleeding mouth

I can’t breathe

It’s so cold, warm me up, feel me up, build me a child

I’m in bloom «boom» into my middle

I’m in blue boom into my heart

I’m in bloom «boom» into my middle

I’m in blue boom into my heart

Since the day of my brothers' birth

Oh brothers'-bird, I’ve understood

There’s a mother exploding on my swinging tits

So many flowers exploding on my swinging tits

I need a child