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Englewood
04:16
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2. |
Live Without
03:51
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How’s it feel to be a bad habit?
An addiction and everyone’s a quitter
A contradiction with no easy answer
Starting sweet and ending bitter?
All things considered I should wish you well, wish you well
After it all I should know when to cut my losses
(You cut me down, you cut me down, you cut me)
As years bleed into years, as fresh wounds wrinkle to scars
(You cut me down, you cut me down, you cut me)
It’s harder to imagine how it could’ve been different
(You cut me down, you cut me down, you cut me)
But maybe, just maybe
I’m just getting bitter
And I hope you live without
The things you pursue
I hope you do
I hope you do
And I hope you live without
The people you knew
I hope you do
I hope you do
And I hope you go away
To somewhere you hate
And I hope that you’re lonely
Everywhere that you stay
And I hope you never learn
From all your mistakes
And I hope you think of me
When you’re lying awake
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3. |
Empty Threats
04:37
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Did you listen to her
Or to the voices in your head?
Did she use you as a blank slate to cover
With vain lies and empty threats
Did you listen to her
Or to the subtext of what she said?
Guess I don’t know you like I used to
That’s the one thing I regret, regret
But everybody’s got something to say
And everybody’s got their own way
But everybody’s got to obey, ignore or deflect
The choices that are made for them
You bought it, didn’t you?
And now you’re hers to manipulate
I guess I don’t know you like I used to
Someday you’ll know what I meant
But everybody’s got something to say
And everybody’s got their own way
But everybody’s got to obey, ignore or deflect
The choices that are made for them
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4. |
Summer Girl
03:48
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She won’t throw her hair back and pretend to laugh at your jokes
Not gonna meet after the party while you bum a smoke
Won’t jump for joy at your attention
Or capitulate to implications
Not willing to be discarded when autumn rolls in,
That just ain’t how she rolls, for your information
She’s not your summer girl
Won’t get you lucky on the weekend
Not gonna keep up your appearances
With your friends when you’re too crazy to care
When you’re too crazy to care
When you’re too crazy
Not your summer girl
Won’t spend a weeknight on a twin bed
Not gonna play shit with your head
Cause let’s be real, I know there’s nothing in there
I know there’s nothing in there
I know there’s nothing in it
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5. |
Full Sun
03:21
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I’ve been busy
Darkening doorways
Instead of stepping through them
I’ve had it lately
I’ve had it up to here with everything
Too scared lately
To make amends
To make anything of anything
Should I join you outside
Do I want to stay indoors?
No I don’t
No I don’t want to
No I don’t
No I don’t
I need full sun
But I like air conditioning
Air conditioning
I’ve been wilting
Etiolating
I’m thirsty yet somehow overwatered
And that isn’t right
That’s not how it’s supposed to be at all
Isn’t it strange
When you see
Flowers in cruel places,
Do you think we could grow
From a stone
Or a patch of concrete?
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6. |
Second Coming
04:21
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The clouds opened up
On a blue afternoon
And our destination felt closer in the heavy air
But we’ve still got a long way to go
Feels like an end but we can work it out
But it feels just like the things they’d do to push us down
And there’s a comfort in the symmetry
A solace that you won’t believe
And now I’m caught up in the clouds to celebrate
The second coming of Eve
And the sun blazed in the summer
We watched the city as it fled the opalescent halo
Your hand in mine, fire in the sky
We locked eyes
And in the chaos we found a moment that could last forever
And in the aftermath
I bet that we can find
Something we all believed in
And there’s a party at the end of the world
With nothing to grieve
At the second coming of Eve
Feels like an end but we can work it out
(there’s a party at the end of the world)
But it feels just like the things they’d do to push us down
(there’s a party at the end of the world)
And there’s a comfort in the symmetry
(there’s a party at the end of the world)
A solace that you won’t believe
(there’s a party at the end of the world)
And now I’m caught up in the clouds
To celebrate the second coming of Eve
The second coming of Eve
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Saint Serene Tampa, Florida
As a transplant from Maryland to Florida, my music evokes feelings of being on a beach, but not belonging there. I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed making it!
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