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Hannah Rose Platt - Wendigo Rag (Official Video)
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2023Dec 11
The fifth and latest animation from Hannah Rose Platt's critically acclaimed 'Deathbed Confessions' , a grizzly festive dark comedy, where a 'road trip gone wrong' tests the boundaries of friendship versus survival... Listen to Deathbed Confessions in full here: https://linktr.ee/hannahroseplatt Animated by William Davies Lyrics: Hannah Rose Platt Music: Hannah Rose Platt & Freddie Draper Produced by Ed Harcourt Mastered by Miles Showell at Abbey Road Studios Follow Hannah: Instagram:   / hannahroseplattofficial   Facebook:   / hannahroseplattofficial   Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3OTvf... Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/hannahrosepl... Website: https://www.hannahroseplatt.com/ WENDIGO RAG: Moonbeams tumble through the gaps in the trees Playing catch with the light on the frosted leaves Over a red jalopy Sitting like a single drop of blood In the snow They’d been singing with Sinatra on the radio Driving home for Christmas break weeks ago He took a wrong turn at the crossroads More time to get to know her Cheeks as flushed as Santa’s as she flashed that Disney smile Laughing at his jokes too hard To thank him for the ride Little did she know how long he’d loved her from afar He never dared To dream they’d share This moment in his car Ripped out of his daydream by an eerie cry Her cartoon eyes are swelling now, afraid, and wide Skid, crash, bang, wham! Stranded in the icy woods Cold, alone, and hungry as the weeks went by Tormented by their thoughts, on how to stay alive Cries becoming louder As the wendigo wind moaned outside Batted frozen eyelashes and pleaded for a kiss Tweezers in her hand As he helplessly leaned in Jabbed him the neck and twisted hard As weak arms could… He’s fading as Her face becomes A Jackson Pollock canvas of blood She took a sharp ragged breath and closed her eyes Imagining a tablecloth, a side of fries Eat to live, don’t live to eat How different could this taste from any other meat…? Moonbeams tumble through the gaps in the trees Lighting up a brand-new car of reckless teens Taking the wrong turn at the cross-roads Past a spectre With a bite Out of his cheek

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