1. |
Hands
04:26
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All we are.. are...
Strangers.
Strangers to each other.
Let alone ourselves..
'Cause loyalty
is merely-
An Appearance.
We're blowing smoke into mirrors.
We put our trust in chance.
'Cause clearly,
The illusion is to Enhance.
Oh.
I don't understand,
Why the words are trapped in my mouth.
The cards have all been dealt,
and I happen to be the one who's missing out.
All we are are vessels,
Empty shells for them to fill.
We've become the hands.
Of a bigger thing,
That's beginning to advance.
Oh.
They're creating chaos,
By killing all of us,
With their well made plans.
They're building new walls
And destroying what we had.
I don't understand,
Why the words are trapped in my mouth.
The cards have all been dealt,
and I happen to be the one who's missing out.
They're everywhere, they're everywhere.
They're everywhere, they're everywhere.
They're everywhere, they're everywhere.
They're everywhere, they're everywhere.
They're everywhere.
I don't understand,
Why the words are trapped in my mouth.
The cards have all been dealt,
and I happen to be the one who's missing-
I don't understand,
Why the words are trapped in my mouth.
The cards have all been dealt,
and I happen to be the one who's missing out.
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2. |
Holly Golightly
04:19
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She has the key to her own cage.
Hasn't found the key to her own escape.
She tries to find the answer in a thousand men.
The majority, she'll never see again.
Oh Holly Golightly.
Paul, not Fred, is in her bed,
He feels just like a newly wed.
Engraved a ring at Tiffany's
To wed a woman, asleep.
She said;
"I'm a wild thing,
Untamed and free,
So set me free, just set me free.
I'll never commit to anything,
So set me free,
Just let me be,
Holly Golightly."
"And New York doesn't sleep,
For me,
A Nobody.
And until that day comes,
I go by the name Holly.
But I'm as nameless,
as each light on the street.
I'm just there, keep myself to myself.
Because I'm a wild thing."
His arms lead the way to a happy life.
She makes obstacles for herself,
Becomes the sharpest knife.
Wants to marry every man she sees,
A rich man to get on his knees-
And hand her a beautiful ring,
That's everything,
But means nothing
To Holly Golightly.
"I'm a wild thing,
Untamed and free,
Afraid of love and afraid of me.
I'll never commit to anything,
So set me free.
Just let me be
Holly Golightly.
Holly.
Holly Golightly."
"And New York doesn't sleep,
For me,
A Nobody.
And until that day comes,
I go by the name Holly.
But I'm as nameless,
As each light on the street.
I'm just there, keep myself to myself.
Because I'm a wild thing."
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3. |
Zooey
06:07
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We're from two different worlds.
Never met someone who makes the same mistakes.
Can I carry myself in the way you carry you?
Can I act the same?
Be your doppleganger-
Too late for that.
We're so alike,
Almost the same,
With our catastrophic ways.
As soon as the acting stops
The empathy is gone.
Disappointment hits me first-
I see myself,
In everyone.
No one could ever be a
Better you than you are.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
To be me.
We live in the same universe,
But when society's what it is-
Oh, we could never meet.
I'd be the happiest I'd ever be
With a friend like you. (With a friend like you.)
Could meet every stampede equally,
If that is what you'd call me.
Almost alike,
Nearly the same,
We could take each others' place.
Ooh.
As soon as the acting stops
The empathy is gone.
Disappointment hits me first-
I see myself,
In everyone.
No one could ever be a
Better you than you are.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
To be me.
-Instrumental-
Soon as the acting stops
The empathy is gone.
Disappointment hits me first-
I see myself,
In everyone.
Oh and
No one could ever be a
Better you than you are.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
Soon as the acting stops
The empathy is gone.
Disappointment hits me first-
I see myself,
In everyone.
No one could ever be a
Better you than you are.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
Oh God teach me please to be me.
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4. |
Teeth
04:33
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You kept a box of my teeth.
Put a coin underneath my pillow,
While the rain tapped on my window.
Ambulance-
Called for me.
Numbness is just what I need.
Lots of monsters living inside of me.
Mother, Mother,
Don't be sad.
I'll always remember the times we had.
Together, happy families.
Together is how a family should be.
Father, Father,
Don't be mad.
I had to do what I had to do.
What I had to-
And I envy children.
I need to be young again.
And I'm heavily influenced,
By what I see on TV,
When I should be seeing me.
Teeth.
You kept a lock of my hair,
When I snuck upstairs,
And cut it off.
I wish that I could just switch off.
I wish that I could just switch off.
You kept a lock of my hair,
When I snuck upstairs,
And cut it off.
I wish that I could just switch off.
I wish that I could just switch off.
Ambulance,
Called for me.
Numbness is just what I need.
Lots of monsters living inside of me.
Father, Father,
Don't be mad.
I had to do, what I had to do.
What I had to-
And I envy children.
I need to be young again.
And I'm heavily influenced,
By what I see on TV,
When I should be seeing-
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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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