I.
This was supposed to be a love song
This was supposed to be a celebration
But I got in the way again, I saw my reflection
And my throat wouldn’t swallow, so I raise my hand and say: I, I, I
II.
I am the snake that is slipping and hissing,
I’m cursed and cursing, bellied beneath the leaves.
That’s my fang stabbed into your heel, that’s my venom that’s burning
in your stomach.
I am the reason that you crashed your ex-’s wedding
and made your lonely drunken speech.
I am why you can’t remember last night
I am the reason you want to sleep until it’s over, I’m sorry,
and now all I can say is: It will all be worth staying awake for.
The latest from Christina Wheeler explores loss, joy, ecstasy, and more in songs that blend art rock, R&B, and pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2022