She's a nude-heart girl,
that he loves to ignore.
If he knows the game,
then she runs to the water...
He goes down,
he comes 'round,
he trims up,
he gets down!
You got heart,
you got gold,
callin' to be
the death of me
and cut off all my hair.
It burns, so high,
I cannot look away...
And I'm known for it, girl,
now I know you for it, girl.
We get shown,
we get gold
or get cold
and go away.
Go away.
No more,
again.
I know you warned me.
And I know
that I'm wrong
in that wanting you
as my love,
as my love,
as my love!
We get shown,
we get gold
or get cold
and go away.
Go away.
On her latest EP, Baltimore's Mariah Fortune adds electronic beats and synth layers to her rhythmic dark folk meditations. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2018