Nostalghia - I'm Your Queen, I’m Your Cream lyrics

Walking on my Jesus card
A hollow bod, and so damn cold
He sit's with me in misery
The misery, it’s getting old
And when I catch my able breathe
He sleeps with me right through the night
I asked him what the cost of life
Would be if we could die tonight
Oh, what a night oh, what a night
Oh, what a night and when I ask for saving
And I disgrace up the family
He says the cows are waiting
For the milking of the family tree
The leaves will blow right through my throat
The goats will give their sexy hum
The sound of suicide
So sweet upon the loaded family gun
Oh, what fun oh, what fun
Oh, what fun oh, what fun

I bleed inside my bankruptcy
I bleed inside your empty mouth
You told me that you like it rough
I think I have you figured out
And mother oh, I’m mother true
Can’t beat the mother out of me
Come get your milk, it’s white like you
I give you what you really need
I’m your queen i’m your cream
I’m your queen i’m your cream
I’m your queen i’m your cream
I’m your queen