1. |
Something Borrowed
03:03
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Something borrowed, I'm still hollow
and I never bothered to replace it
you're taking the long road
I'm stuck at hello
and your un-observance, I resent it
how can I hop back and forth all over
without even feeling the slightest bit?
better yet-
How can you take the meager portions I give you?
Oh, don't you have some self-respect?
Where's my heart, heart
Where's my soul
Where's my heart, heart
I don't know
Where's my heart, heart
Where's my home,
Where's my heart, heart
I don't know
If it helps to know, it's way worse on my end
I have no idea how to trust again
But I guess maybe it'd be easier
if you didn't prove me right again and again
A friend with no benefits but heartache
and a propensity to drag me along
your meaningless encounters - they turn me off
you've played it cool for far too long
and now-
Where's my heart, heart
Where's my soul
Where's my heart, heart
I don't know
Where's my heart, heart
Where's my home,
Where's my heart, heart
I don't know
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2. |
Young Things
02:42
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Young things
That were almost men
But then they ran away
So I learned to detach at the drop of a pin
But now I see
I can’t stick to anything
Remember when-
When a moment meant something?
That moment passed
And all you’re left with is slow burning
and hateful, and tired
You can try
But it’s like tar
Its not going
You can take you can take this as
Your cue to go
Trust me it won’t be the last
I’m better on my own
Maybe then I can try to see
Some beauty in me
Cause right now I’m constantly
Fighting to just feel meaning
Transience
Don’t worry I accept
That you’re just stopping by
One in a long line
Of men who come and go
When they see fit
I’m just a home, for a little bit
It’s funny the way that the past can
Shape a mindset
Etch it into any cavity and make
you have to break
Shatter the whole thing
Just to see around it
You can take you can take this as
Your cue to go
Trust me it won’t be the last
I’m better on my own
Maybe then I can try to see
Some beauty in me
Cause right now I’m constantly
Fighting to just feel meaning
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3. |
Love/Man With the Plan
03:24
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You have been far too kind
I have been away too long
Wish that you were on my mind more
But you're not
Why don't you see the bad in me?
Like all the others did so easily
'Cause now you're on the other side
And I never wanted you to be
You're all
Everything
I'm flawed
Cracked underneath
All I can do
Is sing your name
Let your Love
Run through my veins
If you could help me take it slow
And not to try so hard
Maybe I could get to know
The reasons why I'm here
But I get so frustrated
And things like to get complicated
Please just remind me
That there's
A light at the end of the tunnel
You're all,
Everything
I'm flawed,
Cracked underneath
All I can do
Is sing your name
Let your Love
Run through my veins
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4. |
Thoughts_Drops
03:06
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Share- please share your warmth
Innocent lovely plaything
I’m wrapped in darkness
Completely buried
Lend me some of your light
I’d love to see
The path I’m walking on
Not just possibilities
We’re just drops - thoughts
Falling from a greater cloud of something
Branches off a tree of life growing
Can I find the root?
I’m nothing more than the question mark
at the end of the sentence
begging to know to read the rest
of where the story goes
Lead me to your place
Teach, translate your experience
I’ll explore your depths
Every fissure, hole
See the truth spill out
Run over all the surfaces
I’ll be drenched in it
Covered head to soul
We’re just drops - thoughts
Falling from a greater cloud of something
Branches off a tree of life growing
Can I find the root?
I’m nothing more than the question mark
at the end of the sentence
begging to know to read the rest
of where the story goes
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5. |
Moving Target
03:04
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I’m raw
Red, open, ready for you to claw
Another hole in my gut
Let’s get this over with now
I can see you sharpen the knife
Thirsty, I drink you wine
drunk, hiccupping dazed
I follow you back home
Little did I know
You were poisoning me with every touch
Like lead it sits in my skin
Sinking ever deeper
Tearing everything
Until I am pointless-mediocre
The only way to walk away and not feel remorse
All, I can say
As my entrails form a puddle
Is a horrifying congrats
You did what all of the others
Wanted to do for so long.
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6. |
Chapped
02:39
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Oh whisper to me, fragile little thing
I am so very sorry
That I stopped listening
A feather's touch a thousand times
Well, it cracked the one thing
That I idolized
Please, forgive me
For ignoring the glare
I was trying to see the shape
Of a future that didn't relate
I'm not an organ of that paradigm
That blood don't flow through me
Like it does with the other kind
A glass ball brittle to the touch
Played with by a young boy
A clumsy, caustic clutch
Please listen to me
Apathy isn't fair
It's your future to play the game
So my peers, Be aware
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7. |
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Welcome- welcome, history
What matters is not what it is but what you see.
Go on ahead, perceive me
Replay- replay over again
Expect it to be different, guess I wasn’t far off -Irony woven in a single want
Guess now it’s time I looked backed and I realized
You either grow or you don’t
Go on talk at me
No point guessing what will be
Pretty sure this happened
Twenty times before
Is it because I’m unhappy you push away don’t look at me
Or is your lack of attention
The reason for the way I am now?
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8. |
Shy
01:44
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Keep your distance, Green Eyes
Don’t ruin what I’ve
Got in my mind,
A sweet heart, perfect soul
It’s too fragile as it is
Don’t think it will be better than
What is in my mind
Sweetheart, perfect soul.
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9. |
Sounds Like Razor
03:09
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Sunlight filters into your room
And I’m melting into the dark gloom
The dusty space under your bed
The creepy crawlies in your head
Lay there looking angelic
And deep in my eyes oh it’s hellish
Your manipulated ace logic
You’re good tricky damn you’re methodic
I’m the stuff in your nightmares honey
Don’t open that door
Rotten’s got nothing on me-
Wait- don’t go
I don’t know, I don’t know
Cause there’s so
Much more
Below, below
It can’t grow
I don’t know
Appropriately in sheep’s clothing
I’ll do what you did without warning
Don’t think I don’t see what you are
You’re worse than me by far
Dripping, perfectly formed
Prince Charming cliché’s slightly torn
Passion in neutrality
It won’t cancel out me
You’re the thing that I run from honey
Loathsome little spore
Infectious, vile, filthy
Wait- don’t go, wait- don’t go
I don’t know
there’s so much more
Below, below
It can’t grow
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10. |
Hinterland
03:39
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If this seems forced it’s because
I’m making myself
But- for what?
I just don't know if it’s worth it
To give myself into the tide
Welcome to the Hinterland
And I’m stuck here in the sand and
I can’t move even if I wanted to
Cause I don’t have plan
If you were where I am right now
I could see you totally freaking out
You’re lucky I’m keeping my cool
My secret is that it’s actually not true
Welcome to the Hinterland
And I’m stuck here in the sand and
I can’t move even if I wanted to
Cause I don’t have plan
Welcome to the hinterland
And I’m stuck here in the sand and
I can’t move even if I wanted to
Cause I don’t have plan
But maybe when I say “me”
Do I actually mean “we”?
Does this problem span back
That generational gap?
Welcome to the hinterland
And I’m stuck here in the sand and
I can’t move even if I wanted to
Cause I don’t have plan
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Soldier, Sailor is a musical side project of Erica Bonnette, hailing from southern California.
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