Vanessa Daou - Becoming a Nun by Vanessa Daou lyrics

On cold days it's easy To bu*tom the mouth against kisses To dust the breasts with talcum Forget the red of the heart Becoming a nun One those days the heart beats Beats like a digital clock- Chilly as green neon Luminous in the dark I think I can live without it---- Lovewith its pumping blood Sex with its messy hungers Men with tjeir peaco*k strut Becoming a nun I'm zipped into my body suit I'm wearing seven league suede boots I'm marching over cobblestones Like heads of men I have known --- .