album cover
Fountain
2,423
Pop
Fountain was released on April 15, 2016 by Démira as a part of the album White Ravens - EP
album cover
Release DateApril 15, 2016
LabelDémira
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM151

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Démira Marcy Soraya Jansen
Démira Marcy Soraya Jansen
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Démira Marcy Soraya Jansen
Démira Marcy Soraya Jansen
Songwriter

Lyrics

My hands are up, my hands are up
Poison in water
Fountains of money
My hands are up, my hands are up
In the cool waiting room of purgatory
There are chairs in beige and bottles of bleach
Trivial smells of suntan and peach
The brocade trays were filled with dark cherry
Praline, clean glassware, my lashes were heavy
With profound diligence and treachery
Honey I'll surrender if you leave me be
The only gunpoint on the balcony
My hands are up, my hands are up
For both of us
Honey I'll surrender if you leave me be
The only gunpoint on the balcony
My hands are up, my hands are up
For both of us
Apathy sleeps in the blocks of outstanding beauty
Our cold ornaments and the laundry baskets
We are heartless, living for silent laughter
And the power of a man
Contagious is my boyfriend
I fancy his glory and affluence
Affects me, I cheated on Jesus
With elegance and features
Of noblesse every idle evening
He pulls the sequins off my raiment
Trades my organs for indulgence
Palm trees and trouble; tropical accidents
Exuberant we were, splendorous angels of mid air
I was an unwelcome invitee
Declared unhealthy for heaven
Honey I'll surrender if you leave me be
The only gunpoint on the balcony
My hands are up, my hands are up
For both of us
Honey I'll surrender if you leave me be
The only gunpoint on the balcony
My hands are up, my hands are up
For both of us
Honey I'll surrender if you leave me be (poison in water)
The only gunpoint on the balcony (fountains of money)
My hands are up, my hands are up
For both of us
Honey I'll surrender if you leave me be (poison in water)
The only gunpoint on the balcony (fountains of money)
My hands are up, my hands are up
For both of us
My hands are up, my hands are up
Written by: Démira Marcy Soraya Jansen
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...