Fruit Flies Songtext
von Etta Marcus

My body′s made of fruit flies
Moldy inside
They talk of summer, but when it does
I'll watch as I ripen tonight
I′ll watch as I ripen tonight


My mother says, "There is no end"
Let the bugs feast on me
I share this fate, this common ache
I'm just like the other girls
I'm just like the other girls

And I am made of love
All is full of love
How beautiful to see
I′m where I want to be

And I am made of love
All is full of love
How beautiful to see
I′m where I want to be