Artist: Leanne OSullivan
Lyrics of Artist: Leanne OSullivan
Lyrics of Artist: Leanne OSullivan
[Lyric] The Cord (Leanne OSullivan)
I used to lie on the floor for hours after School with the phone cradled between My shoulder and my ear, a plate of cold Rice to my left, my school books to my right Twirling the cord between my fingers I spoke to friends who recognized the Language of our realm. Throats and lungs Swollen, we talked into the heart of the night Toying with the idea...Learn MorerapLeanne OSullivan