Jenny Hval - Renée Falconetti of Orléans lyrics
[Jenny Hval - Renée Falconetti of Orléans lyrics]
Did you notice how using Lacan
The camera is mirrored?
And that being a saint has
Nothing to do with being
Renée, Renée
The camera is a mirror, but mine, not yours
For a hundred days you are a
Virgin or a young boy
You are not sure I'm never sure
Innocence it's just too kinky, isn't it!
Your hair is too short and
Your face is too big
Too close to be anybody (anybody)
It is an act of love
He enters you through your body
His voice is an act of love
His eyes through you like holy water
He says, he says "live bare and barely
Live bare and barely, barely for me"
Live like an act of love an act of love
Let us into you like holy water
On holy, holy water
You can't even hold down holy water
You open your mouth: bulimia of burning
Bulimia of burning
You throw yourself up
The nose, the cause, the brows
The thighs, the cheekbones, the cheekbones
The hands i bend down to throw myself up
The philtrum, the torso, the eyelids
The forearms, the tongue, the breasts
The upper chest
The face, the face, the face, the face
Your face, my face, the face, my face
Your face, my face, your face, the face
Your face, my face
The camera is mirrored?
And that being a saint has
Nothing to do with being
Renée, Renée
The camera is a mirror, but mine, not yours
For a hundred days you are a
Virgin or a young boy
You are not sure I'm never sure
Innocence it's just too kinky, isn't it!
Your hair is too short and
Your face is too big
Too close to be anybody (anybody)
It is an act of love
He enters you through your body
His voice is an act of love
His eyes through you like holy water
He says, he says "live bare and barely
Live bare and barely, barely for me"
Live like an act of love an act of love
Let us into you like holy water
On holy, holy water
You can't even hold down holy water
You open your mouth: bulimia of burning
Bulimia of burning
You throw yourself up
The nose, the cause, the brows
The thighs, the cheekbones, the cheekbones
The hands i bend down to throw myself up
The philtrum, the torso, the eyelids
The forearms, the tongue, the breasts
The upper chest
The face, the face, the face, the face
Your face, my face, the face, my face
Your face, my face, your face, the face
Your face, my face