Little Earthquakes

Tori Amos ( Little Earthquakes)

Yellow bird flying

Get shot in the wing

Good year for hunters

And Christmas parties

And I hate

And I hate

And I hate

And I hate

Elevator music

The way we fight

The way I’m left here silent

Oh, these little earthquakes

Here we go again

Oh, these little earthquakes

Doesn’t take much to rip us into pieces

We danced in graveyards

With vampires till dawn

We laughed in the faces of kings

Never afraid to burn

And I hate

And I hate

And I hate

And I hate

Disintegration

Watching us wither

Black winged roses

That safely change their color

Oh, these little earthquakes

Here we go again

Oh, these little earthquakes

Doesn’t take much to rip us into pieces

Doesn’t take much to rip us into pieces

I can’t reach you, I can’t reach you

I can’t reach you, I can’t reach you

Can’t reach you

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again

Oh, these little earthquakes

Here we go again

Oh, these little earthquakes

Doesn’t take much to rip us into pieces

Doesn’t take much to rip us into pieces

Doesn’t take much to rip u