Wild Horses
Strange fruit
– Harry and Nicola
Lying around, we talked about our favourite songs
We watched one with kabuki masks spinning towards the screen
Terrifying
A woman sitting on a giant leaf eating a red powder
Powder on her fingers
Powder on her tongue
Lyrics like
Take the heat
I don’t trust
Those wild horses
It was about a father wanting his daughter to shoot her rapists
It changed key and I woke up weeping