1996 Expectations by Madeline Goldstein

Expectations are the gun
Execution style fun
I won't stop til it is done
I won't go til it's everyone

Breathing in, breathing out
filling up my sense of doubt
Turn my body inside out,
turn my body inside out

Kill me now, while I'm on fire
run me out, with your desire

I would kill if I could see
what this body's meant to be
moving slow and heavily
bring that body close to me

speaking of, speaking to
all the movement I can do
Turn my inside out to you
turn my inside out to you!

Kill me now, while I'm on fire
run me out, with your desire


I won't go
You can stay
Don't tell me
it's okay

Held too close
for too long
make what's right
turn to wrong.

• Electronic
• darkwave
• dream pop
• ebm
• goth
• indie electronic
• industrial
• pop
• synthpop
• synthwave
• Los Angeles