Earthcrosser
Veruca Salt
Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)

Sleep little flea
Little boy me a freak
Am I clean
I feel like men
I feel like boys
I think I'm peeling

The ringing in my ears
From playing too loud
I hear the ocean
I hear the crowd

I'm disconnected
I am unattatched
Unmade bed makes me feel like a failure
Bedroom eyes lead to blurry vision

And the ringing in my ears
From playing too loud
I hear the ocean
I hear the crowd

Too pale too sick
Too scrawny
But I'll sleep here anyway
And the sheets smell like bodies
Not mine
Not yours

It's two am
And it's quiet again
Where's my lip gloss

And the ringing in my ears
From playing too loud
I hear the ocean
I hear the crowd

And the ringing in my ears
From playing too loud
I hear the ocean
I hear the crowd

And the ringing in my ears
From playing too loud
I hear the ocean
I hear the crowd