she's a mother. but i think her most current musical endeavor is called liar, flower. they dropped an album in 2020. and before that the project ruby throat.
@6battery_burns99 күн бұрын
@@jasperrumi aw okay thats cool !❤
@lotus8152 ай бұрын
🐾
@aimi86762 ай бұрын
this song sounds like suffering in the most beautiful way possible
@kelseyknowsyou3 ай бұрын
IS THERE ANYONE IN 2024???
@rotasuita2 ай бұрын
hi :)
@XOXOMEOWW2 ай бұрын
hii, i just recently became a fan of her
@Mirko-bu5zdАй бұрын
yeah
@cokeahontaz5590Ай бұрын
everyday
@Yippeecat169Ай бұрын
YESS
@良莠不齐3 ай бұрын
Wonderful song. It's like Katie and Chris were destined to make music together
@szhhh13263 ай бұрын
Wonderful song. Really liked the ending.
@NextLevelSerenaElizabeth3 ай бұрын
Sadly, she sings insanity, she has a beautiful voice. I am still praying for her.
@freakyyoutuber993 ай бұрын
what do you mean? has she gone insane
@peterrobin98723 ай бұрын
@@freakyyoutuber99 Insanity and genius are irrevocably linked, I'm afraid. That's why I'll never be anything other than ordinary. But what music these guys turn out!
@szhhh13264 ай бұрын
Lyrics: (if someone could please say what is meant by "pitoud", I'd appreciate it!) I move my head to fit the halo I change a fuse I sing a threadbare song Earmarking you Yes, the pubs are kicking out Now the road is empty And your son is sleeping In my keeping Your husband makes love to me Refuelling midair Last light With a fire hose Pitoud to the underlay of cloud In the crease you leave behind Pitoud to the underlay of cloud In the crease you leave behind Strange disabled words For something so remote Primitive That I might live Pitoud to the underlay of cloud See upcoming pop shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like O’ Doubt O’ Stars Ruby Throat In The Arms Of Flowers Ruby Throat Houdini Eminem I move my head to fit the halo I change a fuse I sing a threadbare song Earmarking you Pitoud to the underlay of cloud In the crease you leave behind Pitoud to the underlay of cloud In the crease you leave behind The swish of wings sing, sing migration The swish of wings sing, sing migration The swish of wings sing, sing migration The swish of wings sing, sing migration The swish of wings sing, sing migration I move my head to fit the halo I change a fuse I sing a threadbare song Earmarking you Yes, the pubs are kicking out Now the road is empty And your son is sleeping In my keeping Your husband makes love to me Refuelling midair Last light With a fire hose Strange disabled words For something so remote Primitive That I might live Pitoud to the underlay of cloud Pitoud to the underlay of cloud