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Sink Sank Sunk
02:34
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You said if my love was an ocean you would drown,
And I wonder if you know the way that sounds
Not that it matters if you really stop and think
Cuz theres water, water everywhere,
and you don't want to drink
And I am waiting,
Like I have been all along,
I've been praying,
That I'm not doing something wrong
You say you're not sure if you'll ever get it back,
But you really thought you felt it then so,
I guess there's that,
You just left your heart three thousand miles away,
Or maybe you just don't feel like seeing me today
Sometimes I wished you'd say you"re sorry that it hurts,
But now I'm standing here afraid to say a word,
Cuz I don't want to be the one who makes this worse,
So I'll just tell you that I love you,
It's my blessing and my curse
And I am waiting,
Like I have been all along,
I've been praying,
But maybe I'm doing it wrong
Cuz here I am again,
Writing another stupid song for you,
For you,
No matter what I do,
You are all that I come back to,
You said if my love was an ocean you would drown
And I wonder if you know the way that sounds,
I'm not angry I just cannot help to think,
Maybe I am just an anchor meant to sink
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2. |
False Starts
01:17
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Give me a day,
I will pique your curiosity,
Give me a week,
I will be one compelling mystery,
Give me a month or two,
and I will might just inspire you but,
I shouldn't stay too long unless I start to tire you out
Maybe I opened up your eyes,
But baby, here's the thing,
I will not make myself less bright so you don't have to blink,
So if you need a love to warm you up and take a turn,
Or whether you are here or not I still am gonna learn,
I don't want to be,
The apple of your eye,
The eye of your storm
I don't want to be,
Anyone's but mine any more
So what's the use in loving you,
If love's not what you crave,
I have been here before,
I know the way this scene will play,
At first you like the way the sunshine on my smile tastes,
Then suddenly you only ever kiss me in the rain,
Guess you think it's more romantic that way,
I know I make you feel so safe,
And yet you feel so free,
Cuz any second you could have all that you need from me,
Once you have learned you have learned,
All of my lessons about living,
Just give it up before you ever think of giving,
I don't want to be,
Your manic pixie fever dream,
Already did my time,
I don't want to worry,
About anybody's love but mine
I don't want to be,
The apple of your eye,
The eye of your storm
I don't want to be,
Anyone's but mine any more
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What kind of artist will I be,
If I am happy?
I have been making words of shadows for so long,
If I step into the light,
Will I look different?
Will the sunshine pause,
And sugarcoat my songs?
If I dip dye everything I write,
In sky blue,
Will you get tired of the tone?
If I finally learn how,
To stand on these two feet,
Will it mean that I always stand alone?
What kind of poet will I be,
If I'm not aching?
Will you recognize my heart,
In brighter light?
Will you listen to the sound,
Tell me its profound,
Or will you wonder,
If the feelings even mine?
If I don't have a harsh word,
To pack inside my carry on,
Will you care where I've been?
If I tell you that I'm better,
Am I tempting lady fate,
To tear me back down again?
I spent my time,
bracing for a falling sky,
Instead the world just turned,
If I don't know,
How to write something to make you smile,
Will you wait for me to learn?
Will you wait for me to learn?
Please wait for me?
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5. |
Cognizance
02:55
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I've got a thousand bad analogies,
And a few I really like,
I've got sunshine in my pocket,
And some other cliche lines,
Sometimes I get these fits of similes,
Like a child gets fits of fright,
If there's one thing that is scaring me,
It's this constant urge to write,
Write something good,
Write something meaningful,
Aren't I an artist,
Aren't I so damn poetic,
Perfect specimen,
Coffee shop alternative,
Indie punk,
Wannabe,
Rock star kind of girl
I've got a thousand metaphors,
There ink inside my pen,
I am sure I wrote this thought before,
But I'm not sure what I said,
I've got the same four chords,
That every pop-star ever seems to use,
I've got a question for you baby,
Does this inspire you,
When I write out these lines,
Thinking aloud,
Like this,
I don't mind,
Might be worth more,
If I could write it out
Write something good,
Write something powerful,
Buying pretty notebooks,
And singing loud in public,
Aren't I an artist,
Aren't I so damn poetic,
Perfect specimen,
Coffee shop alternative,
Indie punk,
Wannabe,
Rock star kind of girl
I don't care for fame,
I don't need to change the world,
But I want my art to matter,
I want people to be sure,
That I was indeed a writer...
Indie punk,
Wannabe,
Rock star kind of girl
Perfect specimen,
Coffee shop alternative,
Indie punk,
I wannabe,
Some rock star kind of girl
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6. |
Songbird
02:58
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Call me Songbird,
Kiss me sweet,
Baby please don't fall for me,
Open your window,
Let in the light,
These feathers don't quite fit me right,
How am I to fly with all your heavy hopes,
Weighing down these wings,
How are you,
To see through,
your romantic imagery?
It isn't me,
It isn't me
Call me Songbird,
My new name,
Maybe I was a spark,
But I won't be a flame,
Open your window,
Let in the breeze,
You don't have the time to wait for me,
Mine is not a song for you to sing along to,
Baby please, don't try
There will be a voice singing love songs on your shoulder,
But it isn't mine,
It isn't mine
Call me Songbird,
Baby don't,
Please don't love me,
Let me go
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