Nicole Dollanganger - Hair Lockets [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Cut with dull scissors and tied with a ribbon, curated under the glass of my pendant, you always said you hated the things you can’t control, like all the wild hair that grows from your follicles

I’ve been collecting pieces of your hair, to tuck away in the locket that i wear, pretty strands that grew in your youth, pieces that i’ll always hold onto

Sweeter than a vial of your blood, will never dry or disintegrate, pieces you’d tie back when we made love, now slipped away where they loyally wait

When you’re old, grey and diseased, i’ll still have parts of your young body, the one you lived in when you loved me, the rest of you now decomposing

I’ve been collecting pieces of your hair, to tuck away in the locket that i wear, pretty strands that grew in your youth, pieces that I’ll always hold onto