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Made In Heaven
04:24
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It’s Autumn again but it doesn’t really feel like it
Looking out on the end of my LA suburban gold pit
I keep meaning to tell you
How your beauty as always shone through
I couldn’t say it to your face
This is the best I can do
God give me
Touch again
Touching
Touching my inner heart again
From suffering
I can’t explain much
But I know that you were
Made in heaven
Hope I didn’t offend well maybe just a little bit
Enough to get you to see yourself with clearness
I’m hoping to get you on a soft day when you’re pliable like glue
God give me
Touch again
Touching
Touching my inner heart again
From suffering
I don’t know anything
But I know that you were
Made in Heaven
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Relying on my sketchy intuition
I’m crawling into your bed like I wanted to I don’t want to I want you I don’t want you
I can’t give you love the way you wanted
But you keep coming back for another one another one another one and another one
Boom Clap
Kiss me like that
Mmm snap now I’m sitting in your lap
Wanna please you
And wanna burn you
Don’t know if I want to be welcome to this place
Too late
Welcome to America
Thought you might be different
But you’re fucked up just like the rest of us
Welcome to America
Thought I always wanted you
But I don’t know if I do I do
And I don’t
And I will and I won’t
I know you like to play the music louder
And I was brought up in a quiet place a quiet place I like to let my hair down though babe
Come over and we can have a ball
But the subtext is complicated
Should I be your baby
Could I even be your baby?
Boom Clap
Kiss me like that
Damn snap now I’m sitting in your lap
I don’t wanna love you
But I love you
Don’t know if you should welcome me to this place
Too late
Welcome to America
Thought you might be different
But you’re fucked up just like the rest of us
Welcome to America
Thought I always wanted you
But I don’t know if I do I do
And I don’t
And I will and I won’t
And I love
But I shouldn’t
And I’ll give
But I’ll go
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3. |
Living My Life Over
03:47
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Once upon a time I had a dream and it was mine
I got it, but I lost it
Living my life always it seems I cannot find my perfect dream
I lost it but I found it
Gravity bends us but we can’t see the change
Years of growing just shows up in a day
My mamas getting older
What are you gonna do about it?
Oo
Living my life over again it’s like I’m never getting older ya
Living my life over again it’s like I give it and I get it ya
Living my life over again it’s like I’m never getting older ya
Living my life over again it’s like I get it yah I get it ya
Living my life and all I gotta do is show up
Gravity bends us but we can’t see it
Living my life over again
Living my life over again it’s like I’m never getting older ya
Living my life over again it’s like I give it and I get it ya
Living my life over again it’s like I’m never getting older ya
Living my life over again it’s like I get it yah I get it ya
I get it yah I get it yah
Give it and I get it ya
I get it yah I get it yah
Give it and you get it ya
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4. |
Yellowjacket
03:38
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7PM
04:07
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How did I end up running in this small town nowhere nothing absolute distruction
How did I end up in this big city flattening me
I can’t get out
And I can’t get in
It’s 7pm again I’m revving my engine
Gotta get outta here
Wanna go anywhere
7pm again I’m revving my engine
Gotta get outta here
Ooo the world can be so critical
When you’re going back and forth
Flip flop don’t know where I wanna go
Oo and I was born here please don’t let me die here
Come and get me pick me up before 6:54
I heard you had a ride and if you are inclined
I could fill the passenger side
Drive into the sunset and make my night
It’s 7pm again I’m revving my engine
Gotta get outta here
Wanna go anywhere
7pm again I’m revving my engine
Gotta get outta here
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Disassociation
01:53
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I wear a mask when things are good
But when I’m not well
I gotta strip it down to the barest hell
Get to know me best when I’m at my worst
Open up my chest and dish out the dirt
Current events
Evidence suggests that we’re all doomed
And I’m alone in this empty room
And that feels right
Apropos for end times
Dont’ say no this could be our last night
So kiss my lips
But don’t touch my face
I’m dying for your love child
But only if you behave
You could have every piece of me
Everything but my legs
Cuz I might need them again someday
To walk away
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8. |
Pick Up The Phone
03:36
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911
I’ve been having too much fun
Peel me off the carpet in the dressingroom
It’s not my fault I
Threw up in the garden
Made out with your boyfriend
Help me I need some guidance
Answer pelase
I need a hero on the other side of the line
You might save my life tonight
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
I don’t need a conversation
I just need a proclamation
Of undying rigidity
Oh hold me to my bullshit please
It’s been three days in this underwear
It’s been three nights trying to get ya
On the phone
But you’re never home
Answer pelease
I need a hero on the other side of the line
You might save my life tonight
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
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9. |
Already Come
01:23
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Paranoia is real
Treading through places carefully
Does he know who I am
Tell me truthfully man
Does this happen to you like it happens to me?
A guy up in the sky
I wasn’t ready to know what he knew
Well
Maybe it’s already come
Maybe it’s already come
MAybe it’s already come in the moment
And the moment is already gone
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Cecile Believe Los Angeles, California
The voice is a powerful medium. Cecile Believe’s is unmistakable. Using her unique voice and production Cecile Believe searches to connect worlds of pop, sound design and experimental music and asks the question - what is the energetic thread that connects multiple sonic worlds? ... more
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