Умирать пора Lyrics & Chords By Старуха Изергиль

The paper called me a warrior. A bad girl. a bad example. The paper said I smile big, But I curse too much. And it's true. I do Feel like a warrior just for making it...read more

i'll teach my daughter to bang on anything that makes a beat She'll shake-a-boom, She'll quake a room She'll paint her cheeks warrior-style, then smile beguile you, turn you...read more

It is myth that Amazons chopped off one breast to make room for the strap of the labyrice. It is not a myth that womyn sacrifice, nor that bodies are inconvenient, Sometimes,...read more

So, is this what it comes down to At the hot center of our globe Past the ice age, past the stone What it comes down to it seems is survival And that is you versus me,...read more

your face crept into that space between my reflex and my resolve kinda like the crevice you don’t notice til it takes down the damn wall. and now we are sitting in the...read more