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Beatrice
04:16
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him dim in the morning husk
in comes the sunlight and exposes all mine
he's wiring letters on my spine
and though they taste nice his lips aren't meant for mine
they've just not been touched like that for a little while
i call the seasons in
here comes winter to make me rethink it all again
and begin to question everything
and begin to question everything
well, i'm at war with my mind
i've been fighting now for some time
if beatrice dies you'll be fine
if beatrice dies you'll be fine
you'll be fine.
do you read much?
do you care?
i'm aware that i'll prefer being myself elsewhere
being with me somewhere
she's lost like a fox in the lilly pads
watch her splash around near the rocks
she say's i'm turbulent like the sea won't you build a ship
and come and find me
well, i'm at war with my mind
i've been fighting now for some time
if beatrice dies you'll be fine
if beatrice dies you'll be fine
you'll be fine.
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Warthog
04:11
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bury my pain
and laugh it off again
naked as the night
a monster that i cant fight
its old mould rolled
its dirty Wedgewood and chipped Spode
wrapped in sheets that reek of infidelity
what did you wandering eye greet
was it me lost at sea with burnt lungs
tears fall like crashing waves
a fickle ocean carries me
a doubting darling pushes me to an early grave
babe why cant you just behave?
moods a Monday morning and i'm slipping down the stream
those pink rabbits left my dreams
now its just you and she
dirt is tilled the same
and we cant pick who we blame
just pick bluebells in the summer heat and tear my heart like tender meat
what has your wandering eye done?
was it hotter than the sun?
worth more than my unborn one
crashing waves
a fickle ocean carries me
a doubting darling pushes me to an early grave
babe why cant you just behave?
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3. |
Petal
03:41
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4. |
fairweather bonus track
02:59
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bright white sky
sirens beat the silence
the clouds take shapes of pythons and i'm frightened.
and it was all for the love of you
no truth, youth i'm pretty wasted on you.
but you looked so good there in the belly of hell
so why'd you drag me through it?
said you wouldn't do it again
you looked so kind there
in the belly of hell
so i rolled over theres no getting under me tonight
supping from the morning dew
trying to get over.
I filled my cup, filled it right up with love lalala love and other stuff.
theres something something static in the air
something that made it feel thick but barely there
we built our lives on history
and now we sit in misery in turn
im returning
and you looked so good there in the belly of hell
so i rolled over there's no getting under me tonight
just like honey you said
but didn't mean it your my fairweather friend.
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marie franc Manchester, UK
writer and singer from Manchester
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