1. |
Liar
04:20
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I’ve been walking on my old road
I’ve been tying up my laces just to go home
I’ve been crying, I’ve been trying
Reinvent myself each day to keep from dying
I need aching, I need drama
And I need to be more kinder to my karma
I want missing, I want kissing
I want you to be more talk, and I’ll be listen
Chorus
I need someone to talk to
You’re looking at me like I’m freaking you out
You need something to lean on
And I’m pulling all the weight that you require
All the stories I sell, yeah, you’re the buyer
I’m a liar
I’m a chaser
I’m a red light
I’m the thing that you keep hidden on your lampside
I wish you would get out of your head
I’m the reckless kind of wonderful in your bed
Chorus
I need someone to talk to
You’re looking at me like I’m freaking you out
You need something to lean on
And I’m pulling all the weight that you require
All the stories I sell, yeah, you’re the buyer
I’m a liar
(I’m a liar)
Let me say what I need to say
You can tell me that i’m getting crazy and
If you say what i need to hear
Then I’ll go back to my best friends, tell them “everything is grand”
And I’ll go back to my parents, tell them they don’t understand
And I’ll go back to my brothers, tell them “everything’s okay”
Then I’ll come back home to you and hope you ask about my day
Chorus
I need someone to talk to
You’re looking at me like I’m freaking you out
You need something to lean on
And I’m pulling all the weight that you require
All the stories I sell, yeah, you’re the buyer
Tell me everything is fine and I’ll retire
I’m a liar
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2. |
State I'm In
03:40
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Verse 1:
Seven cousins, different cities
Only one girl in the family
All the boys say “God, you’re a bitch”
And I, I got no problem with it
Pre chorus:
I’m not better than the boys I grew up with
I mean I guess I get it,
If you’re gonna fill your heads with girls, I speak the language
Chorus:
Cause I wanna kiss him and by him I mean her
I got more issues than she deserves
I wanna kiss her and by her I mean him
It’s the least of my problems of the state I’m in
It’s the least of my problems of the state I’m in
Verse 2:
Tell me father, what’s the scandal?
Could the congregation handle?
I’m a god sent son of a bitch
And I, I got no problem with it
Chorus:
Cause I wanna kiss him and by him I mean her
I got more issues than she deserves
I wanna kiss her and by her I mean him
It’s the least of my problems of the state I’m in
It’s the least of my problems of the state I’m in
Ohhh x 4
Bridge:
I get scared that everything will change
Once I let them truly know my name
I get scared that they’ll consider me gone
Wondering where they went wrong
Chorus:
Cause I wanna kiss him and by him I mean her
I got more issues than she deserves
I wanna kiss her and by her I mean him
It’s the least of my problems of the state I’m in
It’s the least of my problems of the state I’m in
Ohhh, it’s the least of my problems
It’s the least of my problems
(Oooo state I’m in, Oooo state I’m in, Ooo state I’m in, Ooo state I’m in)
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3. |
I Just Wanna Party
03:46
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It’s like snow in April;
Not what I wanted, but it’s what I got now
You could call me grateful
Or you could call me up, tell me that you wish you’d take it back
I’m gonna make it hurt
I’m gonna look so good
I’m putting in the work
It’s gonna feel so good
My god, just look at me go
I might be on a roll
High heels on a higher road and I am letting go
Oh, I don’t need your sympathy,
I just wanna party
Broken doors on bathroom stalls and
Rolling papers in the hall but I’m still feeling alright
And my friend is crying down the hall
But i dont seem to think of you at all cause
I’m still having such a good time
I’m gonna make it hurt (woah, woah, woah)
I’m gonna look so good (woah, woah, woah)
I’m putting in the work (woah, woah, woah)
It’s gonna feel so good
My god, just look at me go
I might be on a roll
High heels on a higher road and I am letting go
Take back your bended knee
All your bad poetry
You won’t be seeing me, I am letting go
Oh, I don’t need your sympathy,
I just wanna party
You can find me
At a party
In the kitchen
With a girl that I just met
We’re talking shit
About her boyfriend
Cause he’s good for nothing
Find me
At a party
In the kitchen
Telling stories about how
I used to be so small
Now I don’t know her at all
Mmmm
I don’t need your pity
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4. |
Brooklyn (Only Rains)
02:56
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Brooklyn only rains when I'm around
Monday is meant for bathing suits
And getting lost in crowds
But Tuesday comes and you can't see the empire from the clouds
Brooklyn only rains when I'm around
Brooklyn only rains when I'm in town
I get caught chasing yesterdays and I run it to the ground
Do you believe my denim jeans alleviate such drought?
Brooklyn only rains when I'm around
I like to wash the city off my skin
Starts upon my lashes and trickles down my chin
I'd like to find an end but I don't know where to begin
I like to wash the city off my skin
I got something up my sleeve
I don't know what it is, but I know that it's for me
I got something up my sleeve
I don't know what it is but I know
Brooklyn only rains when I'm around
It'll take a miracle if I ever make it out
For now I'm just a passenger on this monorail of doubt
Brooklyn only rains when I'm around
Brooklyn only rains when I'm around
Brooklyn only rains
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5. |
Stranger
03:12
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All that I could give you
Is half a coffee and my whole body
(it makes sense in my head)
All that I could give you
Are all the songs that I can’t rhyme
All the thoughts between my eyes
All the love between my thighs
I like the way your name looks on my phone
You would “would it kill you to leave it alone”
I think it might
But I would lose to you anytime
I don’t wanna be a stranger
(I don’t wanna be a stranger)
In the far side of your head
(In the far side of your head)
I just wanna call you later
(I just wanna call you later)
Wanna get fired up, get fired up, get fired up
Get fired up instead
I wanna see you
In the parking lot of my hometown Kohl’s
I’ll hand you something that I stole
I don’t care, I’d do it again
Drawing circles on your shoulder
Don’t you think we’re a little too old for this?
In my head I’m still 16, you and me and skinny jeans
I don’t wanna be a stranger
(I don’t wanna be a stranger)
In the far side of your head
(In the far side of your head)
I just wanna call you later
(I just wanna call you later)
Wanna get fired up, get fired up, get fired up
Get fired up instead
So, what now? Where to?
I’ve got half a mind for you to choose your move
I’ll do anything you want me to
Kill my miles, waste your time,
Get me lost at the borderline
Pretend milestones, different timezones
Leaving here feels like coming home
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6. |
Naturally
03:22
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We never talk, we only fight
So I leave a little water for the fires you walk at night
I got it bad when you’re away
So I take the path behind you so you always get your way
Chorus 1:
Your eyes, burning right through me like a sunrise
If I’m just something you forgot, why’d you meet me in the parking lot?
And I’d say, “You never were sensible to be this way”
You lead me on and just let go, please let go
Verse 2:
You’re not a god, I’m not a saint
But for you I’d be a martyr with your name etched on my grave
And now you’re here, here at my show
Well, you never really like that I could do it on my own
Chorus 2:
Your eyes, burning right through me like a sunrise
If I’m just something you despise, why’d you love me after all this time?
And I’d say “You never were sensible to be this way”
You lead me on and just let go
God, let me go
Bridge:
Hold me to the light, see right through my eyes
If you don’t want me to fight
I won’t waste your time
Does it come naturally?
Does it come naturally to you?
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7. |
Deep End
04:23
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I’ll be the deep end
If you’ll be the weekend
I’ll be the steep step into your feelings
I know that it hurts feeling your worth
So I’ll be the deep end if you’ll be the weekend
I’ll be the garnish and you’ll be the harvest
And I’ll watch you move around being honest
You say “kiss me again but not like a lover”
I say “isn’t it nice to have a friend who don’t blow your cover”
I’ve got so much to give but I’m saving it
I’ve got so much to heal but I’m braving it
I’ve got so much to deal and I’m waving it
I’ve got so much to feel and I’m hating it
I got sick to my stomach on medicine
I got sick of myself in Los Angeles
I’ve got things that I want and I’m craving it
I’ve got so much to give but I’m saving it
I’ve got 60 seconds to blow it upx2
I’ve got 50 seconds to blow it up
I’ve got 40 seconds to blow it
I’ll be your deep end if you’ll be the weekend
I’ll be your steep step if you’ll be my sweet sense
Of relief and liberation
Nowhere an indication of something going wrong
I always get it wrong
I’ve got 20 seconds to blow it up
I’ve got 20 seconds to blow it
Relief and liberation, nowhere an indication of something going wrong
I always get it wrong
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8. |
Killjoy
03:57
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Touchdown in Suffolk County
Joy was an anxious flyer
About twenty years before her mama even thought to retire
And she never suffered
Always had a good roof to live under
But she forgot she had it made
She cursed each freckle on her face
And let a good thing go to waste
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She never got to make it
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She just got a little taste of freedom
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
Now she’s playing songs in her local bar,
Begging for pennies in a mason jar
To see a better day
And she’s too damn good for what they pay her
Got blood stains on her beat up taylor
But she blew them all away
But hey, I can’t give an honest review
There’s not one thing i know how to do
But I know there’s power in 22
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She never got to make it
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She just got a little taste of freedom
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
I’ve never been this far before (I’ve never been this far before)
I’ll never be this far behind again (i’ll never be this far behind)
I’ve never been this far before (I’ve never been this far before)
And I’ll never be this far behind again
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
She never got to make it
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
But sometimes I still see her in the mirror
I didn’t mean to kill Joy
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Sarah Gross New York
Sarah Gross is your neighborly New York Cowboy. She sings about being growing pains, being queer, being chaotic, and likes
to rock out pretty hard as long as she is in bed at a reasonable time.
She's been singing around Long Island, NY as long as she could play a barre chord and likes to sing at people on tour! Come to a show!
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