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Intro
02:06
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2. |
Fire
03:37
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A feeling of pure ecstasy,
And we can see our breath in the air.
Rising gently for us to see,
Deep in the heart of the forest stare.
Forest fire,
Lake rippling in the breeze.
And the birds nest in the trees,
And they're singing their children to sleep.
And the old ones croak their whole life story,
Story, story, story, story, story, story, story.
A surge of raw emotion,
As we sit hand in hand at the edge of the lake.
Whispering trees surrounding us,
Sing sweet little songs before they break.
Forest fire,
Lake rippling in the breeze.
And the birds nest in the trees,
And they're singing their children to sleep.
And the old ones croak their whole life story,
Story, story, story, story, story, story, story.
And the birds nest in the trees,
And they're singing their children to sleep.
And the old ones croak their whole life story,
Story, story, story, story, story, story, story.
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3. |
Again
03:24
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Strings in the air are pulling teeth,
They found a madness inside of me.
Wrapping ice around the tree,
And now I'm buckling to my knees.
Needles are prickling my fingers,
My hands are outstretched on the ground.
The trees are breathing, the pain still lingers.
It's burning my skin without a sound.
I thought that I was safe,
But misleading thoughts carried me away.
Well I thought that I was safe,
But misleading thoughts carried me away.
Again, Again, Again, Again.
Again, Again, Again, Again.
Nerves are picking at my brain,
I'm different, I'm not the same.
Wish I could close my eyes and everything would change.
Wish it wasn't so impossible to arrange.
There are needles under my skin,
I just keep bleeding, my blood's too thin.
Wish there was an escape from the pain,
But I can't walk away it's all engrained.
I thought that I was safe,
But misleading thoughts carried me away.
Well I thought that I was safe,
But misleading thoughts carried me away.
Again, Again, Again, Again.
Again, Again, Again, Again.
Again, Again, Again, Again.
Again, Again, Again, Again.
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4. |
Clever Minds
03:12
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Lost in the dark,
Surrounded by the stars,
And I'm lying in the wet grass.
Now my clothes are soaked and I wanna go home but I'm paralysed.
Paralysed.
Paralysed.
The clouds are like pillows in my mind,
Numbing my thoughts and it happens all the time.
That single moment when you realise,
You've been forgotten.
Clever minds think alike,
And oh woah, and oh woah.
Creative people are always the emotional ones.
We're always the emotional ones.
I pick my feet up and park myself on a park bench.
Muscles locked I can never, stop feeling so tense,
The sun's coming up but the moon wants to make amends.
Now my clothes are soaked and the stars have gone home and
now I'm just alone.
Paralysed,
Paralysed.
Clever minds think alike,
And oh woah, and oh woah.
Creative people are always the emotional ones.
We're always the emotional ones.
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5. |
To Lose
02:51
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I picked out a dress to wear today, Hey.
I chose a believable smile to wear, on my face.
My socks don't match,
There are no laces on my shoes,
You took them when I wasn't looking,
and now I have nothing to lose.
To lose,
To lose,
To lose,
To lose.
I picked out some boots to wear today, Hey.
They have no laces for you to pull away.
The happy pills, well they aren't working,
and everything is a blurry mess,
and no matter what I say, they won't stop,
I tried to dress, I tried to dress like them.
To lose,
To lose,
To lose,
To lose.
Petty childish opinions on repeat in my head.
Childhood nightmares, replacing my dreams instead.
'Cause whatever you say seems to go,
No room for difference and no room for me.
I don't matter I don't matter,
All I can try to do is,
To lose,
To lose,
To lose,
To lose.
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6. |
What Will Happen Next
02:34
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Falling into the abyss,
Eyes closed, so peaceful.
Now no one exists.
Your whole life flashes before your eyes.
Things you haven't done and the best moments of your life.
Things you have yet to do and where you've had to think twice.
And no one knows,
What will happen next.
Will we be shrouded in the darkness,
or left alive, to clean up the mess.
Drowning, in the mist.
Eyes open, so scared, that no one exists.
My life unfolds a path in front of me.
I put one foot forward and I fly, into the light,
and I can't see.
Things you haven't done and the best moments of your life.
Things you have yet to do and where you've had to think twice.
And no one knows,
What will happen next.
Will we be shrouded in the darkness,
or left alive, to clean up the mess.
And no one knows,
What will happen now.
Will the light fade away,
Will we be left alone,
To wonder how?
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LITTLEBLUEWOLF Bath, UK
LITTLEBLUEWOLF is a blue-haired 21 year old with a lo-fi obsession and a sound reminiscent of the 90s. She draws inspiration from world events, personal experiences, her childhood, and conspiracy theories. Sounds like a fast train about to come off its tracks in the middle of a storm. ... more
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