you know i want you to hurt me dont you tell me that it isnt right lay your burning hands upon me ill stay on my knees tonight you can be the marquis tonight im begging please tonight baby big bad dream he could be mine he could be my god lets make it disappear i promise not to make a sound like some tethered angel lifted straight from the ground by the fingers in my mouth baby big bad dream he could be mine he could be my god oh baby stick with me severely yours i could be your god his unholy love i cant get enough
['bay area indie', 'garage pop', 'popgaze']