1. |
Porch and a Garden
03:08
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there isn't anything left to think about in my head
there isn't anyone here to fuck around in my bed
all is loneliness before me, he said
I am independent
I independently terrorize myself
at least it's not you know who
my lungs are full of bricks
I'm coughing up cement
every time I run away from a good thing
waiting for you to adore me
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2. |
Sonic Boom
03:14
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I like it quiet
in my room
I like you quiet
across the room
and when you look at me
my heart lets out a scream
I don't know how to speak
I see you in my dreams
you probably think I'm weird
I look away
I know you think I'm weird
I look away
I like it quiet
in my room
my heart beats like a sonic boom
and when you look at me
I see the deep blue sea
I'm thrown onto the shore
you give me vertigo
I don't know how to feel
sweet smell of orange peel
I don't know how to feel
lemon and pine needles
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I forgot how to be myself
I keep talking like someone else
I don't wanna know what it's like to have a normal life
if it means
I'm replaced with a new self
I can't relate to
there's nothing left to do
but chew and chew and chew
the wind blows blue
I can hear it when I sing to you
when will someone sing to me
the missing piece
I do my laundry and
I make something to eat and
I walk my dog outside and
I don't know how to cry
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4. |
Heavy / Teeth
03:23
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heavy
I wasn't ready
heavy
you're walking steady
away from everybody
I didn't know I loved you
until yesterday
I thought I was safe from heartbreak
heavy
I wasn't ready
heavy
your faces too close to speak
I feel sick and I leave
I just know you've touched her teeth
some way or another
I'll surrender to the deep
some way or another
I could not sleep
slip into the darkest deep
I was up all night
tortured by the moonlit sky
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5. |
Daisy (Voice Memo)
03:34
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reborn every time I speak it
a synonym for the highest light
run electricity through my body
I want to reflect your pinkness
queen of the desert, I know you are kind
you are made of flowers with roots in the ground
you bloom around me and hold me down
I watch you grow
you are made of flowers as tall as the clouds
you wear a crown of golden sound
I breathe your song
seashore
the oasis knows my sorrow
no more
no more "sorry I can't help you"
"sorry I can't"
and I adore her
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the smell of rain
I'll take your name
it's almost time
he flashed a smile
he took his life
I don't know why
I cried beside a quiet fly in the freezing rain
I know your pain
silver truck
we're out of luck
all is forgiven and
all is forgiven
nothing is right
a fever dream is what it seems
and everything is real to me
silent scream
a river streams
the shadows speak and cling to thee
orb of light
what caused your plight
oppression chain
I know your pain
out of sight
with all my might
all is forgiven and
all is forgiven
nothing is right
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7. |
Not to Mention
02:53
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I wouldn't hug a single person until I was 16 years old
I'm not saying this for the song
I say this with my soul
now I am old and I'm forgetting again
I wouldn't smile in any photos until I was 12 years old
this is often the case now
because I am old and I'm forgetting again
when I was 5 I would wash my hands several times in a row
and everyone laughed
when I was 15 I would weigh myself and I was 80 pounds
and everyone cried
now I am old and I would like to forget
everything I do in the present is a distraction from the past
every song I sing is an attempt to bury it
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8. |
Unfold, Unfurl
02:49
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love me
like the end of the world is impending
watching us mending
dragonfly summer
we are each other
don't worry
there's a star in your chest
and it is burning
as you are turning into a light beam
we are as we seem
darling
this is the morning of the day that we asked for
dive into me
I am the sea
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9. |
Meshes of the Afternoon
04:04
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I break my own heart
and I do it better than anyone else can
I like to shapeshift
and I do it better than anyone else can
I am rubber and you are glue
that's why I stole that line from you
I am summer and you are soon
the meshes of the afternoon
melancholia make me swoon
I don't know what to do with you
melancholia I am doomed
you give me all I have to lose
you move,
I lose
I'll never get what I want
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this pain is pointless but sharper than spikes
this pain won't help me do anything right
this pain is a burden on all of my friends
this pain is poison I'll drink til the end of everything
punch me in the face for the sake of attribution
kick me in the chest so I'll cough up this desperation
choke me in the night
so I can feel what I feel on the inside
corporate guidelines
newfound bloodlines
who have I been
all this time
saying yes to everyone
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you're the kind of guy who fucks me up
maybe someday you'll grow up
I am red and you are sour
I'll be in your bed in an hour
I am pink and you sweet
you're the one I want to read to me
I am crazy and you are blazing
in the living room
I love you and I'm above you
and your pseudomelancholia gaze
sometimes I sleep on my face
sometimes I hope I suffocate
you like cats and I like everything
with good intentions
I always want to kiss your face
sometimes I hope you suffocate
I love you and I'm above you
and your pseudomelancholia gaze
I wish I were good at math
you with you were a psychopath
but you're not special
to anyone but me
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Eliza Juno Richmond, Virginia
independent songwriter, keyboardist, and producer in Richmond, VA.
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