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Lewd Conduct
03:58
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These are our secrets
And this is why we pay in cash
These are our people
And these are our bottles in the trash
And these are our enemies
And this is their morality hash
These are our trumpets
And this is how we make that noise
These are our singers
Three orphans, two girls and a boy
And these are our records
Please buy them I hope you enjoy
Well if this is what you want
And this is what you came here for
If this is what you need
And this is why you walked through that door
Then you'd better start working
Before you start blending in with the floor
These are our letters
And this is why I didn't call
These are just words
But I've noticed that words can go far
Well this is my opinion
I'm sorry but I hope you're appalled
These are our masks
And we wear them when we go to class
These are the horns
I put on when I'm looking through glass
And these are our faces
Three eyes and a nose all attached
Well if this is what you want
And this is what you came here for
If this is what you need
And this is why you walked through that door
Well then you'd better start working
Before you start blending in with the floor
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2. |
Something About Love
04:30
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Wandering around without a way back in
I need some time to brood on my sins
I've been unfaithful and I've been unclean
I've been saying things that ain't what I mean
I've been some time but I never left
My lips still kissing back down to your chest
They put my head on the chopping block
Blood ran the letters of sidewalk chalk
Spelled out a message that I couldn't read
Something about love something about anarchy
I heard you singing but I couldn't tell
Were you saying a prayer or casting a spell?
Well are you asking for a raise?
Are you asking to be saved?
Won't you dig me a grave?
Let me know when you get paid
The trees cast shadows on the cerulean sky
As cats hallucinate images into my mind's eye
But I'll give you shelter I'll wash off your tears
I'll read you stories and I'll disappear
Do you feel frightened? Do you feel afraid?
Disillusioned disenchanted or slightly deranged?
Don't be alarmed this is only a phase
A ghost that'll haunt you for the rest of your days
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3. |
One Of My Turns
02:54
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Now I think I feel one of my turns coming on
Yes the razor-blade axe as it tears through the atmosphere
Like the skin off my bones and reveals the fear
The fear of jumping off the edge
The fear of playing the guitar
The fear that there's no turning back
The fear you've gone too far
Now I think I feel some of those pills kicking in
Now I feel excited, now I feel like giving in
You're cracking under pressure but I think I found a valve
Just make sure no one gets left behind when we get out
Now I think I feel the ground beneath my feet
I thought I felt emotion lord but I'll keep that discreet
I kept my boots tied, I kept my nose clean
But I just can't resist the smell of kerosene
I think I found a cycle, do you begin to see?
That vision in the mirror, lord I thought that that was me
But as I look behind me it seems clearly I recall
There wasn't no reflection in the mirror there at all
Now I think I feel one of my turns coming on
I thought that I felt nothing but I think that I was wrong
I think I feel myself turning awful strange
Into something that I wasn't wonder if I'll still be deranged
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4. |
All I Saw Was Me
03:32
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I dreamed that I could walk on land
I dreamed that I had five fingers to my hand
I dreamed I only had two eyes to see
I dreamed I looked in the mirror and all I saw was me
I heard there was a secret chord
But upon asking further I didn't get a word
I heard that there are great mountains to climb
Oh but I'm quite content knowing there's things I don't need to find
I saw with my very own eyes
I saw the ocean beginning to rise
I saw the key that fits in the door
But I tried it already and now I'm not so sure
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5. |
Fireworks
04:14
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6. |
Rabbit Head Hat
04:34
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These streets are paved with broken bones
With hallowed hearts and homeless homes
Countless nights spent on the grass
My numbered days are ticking past
And if I should find you lying there
Would you give in or would you be scared?
'Cuz I could cry out in alarm
Or I could lay here and just look at the stars
And what is left of growing old
My pressed my suit and I hung up my soul
And if not now then soon to be
The whole wide world is trying to kill me
And what is left of growing old
I packed my bags and found myself a home
And if not now then soon to be
The whole wide world is trying to kill me
Now we can both cast stones at whose at fault
I'll blame you for the cliff and you'll blame me for the fall
We can blame the headlights for the crash
But they'll point at me and then they won't look back
So I'm wearing, O I'm wearing this rabbit head
'Cuz when you find me laying out in the street you know I'm already dead
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OLIVIA ROSE Santa Cruz, California
I live in New York. I used to live in Santa Cruz and write dreamy songs with my loop pedal and lots of reverb. to know about shows like my facebook.
OLIVIA ROSE recommends:
Searching for Shells on the Shore, Together
by Salute to the Salmon
my friend yex in olympia, wa. fun island-y twee folk with lots of ukulele.
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my dreampop band. †∆†.
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