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Hermosa
05:19
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Believe it or not
I don’t really care
I don’t exist for you
To feast your eyes,
to fix your stare
If it’s what you want
A pretty face, for you to chase
If it’s what you want
You won’t find it here,
you won’t find it here
Since the beginning of time
Our worth’s been defined
By looks
Believe it or not
I’ve got brains in my head
I have more to give
Than just a pair of legs to spread
If it’s what you want
A pretty face, for you to chase
If it’s what you want
You won’t find it here,
you won’t find it here
Since the beginning of time
Our worth’s been defined
By looks
Be pretty
Be polite
Be pleasant
Be nice to look at
Ahhhh
Hermosa
Don’t you dare age
Don’t lose face
Don’t go gray
What’s the point
Ahhhh
Hermosa
Since the beginning of time
Our worth’s been defined
By looks
Hermosa
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2. |
Paper Heart
03:51
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Origami lover
When your hands discover me
I’m folded
I’m molded into what you want
Origami lover
Fold and crease my corners
Just shape me and make me
what you want
You took my paper heart
And you fed it through the shredder
You took my paper heart
And you fed it through the shredder
You took my paper heart
And you fed it through the shredder
You shred my paper heart
Origami lover
When you fold me I suffer
I’ll take it if you’ll touch me just once
Origami lover
I’m ready for some comfort
Could I be just me for once
You took my paper heart
And you fed it through the shredder
You took my paper heart
And you fed it through the shredder
You took my paper heart
And you fed it through the shredder
You shred my paper heart
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3. |
Rocket
04:18
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Weary from gripping tight
Don’t know how to stop, try as I might
Heavy are the chains
That hold me down, like a dead weight
I wanna let go
I wanna let go
Tied up in my head
Can’t untangle this bloody mess
The harder that I pull
The tighter the knot, I’m such a fool
I wanna let go
I wanna let go
If I could rocket launch myself
Off to outer space
I’d be free from the weight
If I could rocket launch myself
Off to outer space
Then I won’t end up dead
I wanna let go
I wanna let go
Freed from gravity
If I’m not tied down then I can fly free
Why not go away
Got no reason for me to stay
I wanna let go
I wanna let go
If I could rocket launch myself
Off to outer space
I’d be free from the weight
If I could rocket launch myself
Off to outer space
Then I won’t end up dead
I could start again without all the mess
Unburdened from all of the world’s problems
Where’s my rocket heading off for space
Start again
Then I won’t end up dead
Weary from gripping tight
Don’t know how to stop, try as I might
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4. |
Before We Knew It
03:34
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I remember just like it was yesterday
And yet it could also be a century
It feels like I’ve known you my whole life
But yet only a sliver of time
What is time but some kind of magic trick
Long and drawn out or just a minor blip
We promised that we would take things slow
Burned in the past by our hormones
Because we know that love can be mistaken
For temporary infatuation
How to even tell the difference
It’s clear, when we move at the speed of trust
Before I knew it
Before you knew it
Before we knew it
We were falling in love
Exciting and new becomes familiar and safe
We learn to love each other in all the ways
Infatuation stage sure was hella nice
What say you we keep that and add some spice
Like devotion, commitment, and loyalty
We get to do everything so joyfully
The passion isn’t brief and passing
But deep and strong and everlasting
Before I knew it
Before you knew it
Before we knew it
We were falling in love
Na na na na na na na na na
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5. |
Too
03:22
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Much too much woman
You know the type
Too loud, too honest
Too difficult, too wild
Who does she think she is
She should just simmer down
Take her down a few notches
She shouldn’t even be allowed
Too much
Too much
Too
Much too much woman
You know the type
Too weak, too quiet
Too easy, too mild
Who does she think she is
She should just speak up
Stand up for herself
Act like an adult
Too much
Too much
Too
Hey we don’t need your permission
For our very existence
Get out there and be yourself
You don’t owe anybody else
Too much
Too little
Too intense
Too political
Too smart
Too pretty
Too fat
Too needy
Too giving
Too selfish
Too confident
Too sheepish
Too fiery
Too feminist
Too driven
Too dangerous
Too much
Too much
Too
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6. |
Anti-Bucket List
04:02
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When I’ve done nothing wrong
I’ll stop saying sorry
I’ll take care of my body
but I won’t give up coffee
I won’t sweat the small stuff
I won’t beat myself up
I won’t be ashamed to ask for help
from my loved ones
I’ll learn from my mistakes and I won’t have regrets
I won’t be down on myself for those times I forget
I won’t make excuses
Won’t call myself stupid
I won’t let life pass me by
I won’t be excluded
I know what I want
Let me write it down
On my anti-bucket list
All that you want me to
Is my not-to-do
On my anti-bucket list
When I get old
I won’t take up knitting
I’ll give up my role as my harshest critic
I’ll stop taking on too much
I won’t worry about the dust
Forgive my enemies and
never hold a grudge
I won’t surround myself
with folks who are toxic
I won’t go and do
anything too drastic
I’ll stop procrastinating
Won’t drink decaffeinated
I’ll find a good cause and
I won’t stop advocating
I made up my mind
This is what you’ll find
On my anti-bucket list
What you expect from me
Is just one more entry
On my anti-bucket list
This is my anti-bucket list
Of things I won’t do no matter what anyone says
When I’ve done nothing wrong
I’ll stop saying sorry
I’ll take care of my body
but I won’t give up coffee
On my anti-bucket list
I’ll learn from my mistakes
and I won’t have regrets
I won’t be down on myself
for those times I forget
On my anti-bucket list
When I get old
I won’t take up knitting
I’ll give up my role
as my harshest critic
On my anti-bucket list
I won’t surround myself
with folks who are toxic
I won’t go and do
anything too drastic
On my anti-bucket list
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7. |
Messy
02:54
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I am messy and I’m sorry
My heart is littered with broken loves
Faded photos, sappy stories
Torn-up letters thrown around
I had no time to clean up
I wish I knew how to clean up
I know that I should clean up
It’s messy
But it’s mine
A collection of all kinds of memories
Of good and bad and in-between
Forgotten T-shirts, tear-soaked tissues
A storage of dramatic scenes
I had no time to clean up
I wish I knew how to clean up
I know that I should clean up
It’s messy
But it’s mine
I am messy and I can’t help it
And still there’s always room for more
Could you be the one to end this?
I’m all messed up and ready to go …
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8. |
Ride It Out
05:18
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Mood swings
Mood swings like a pendulum
The force of gravity
Defines the trajectory
No way to stop them
Nowhere to hide
Just gotta ride it out
Just gotta ride it out
Few things
Few things bring her pleasure now
A shadow of her former self
What’s left is just a silhouette
No way to stop it
Nowhere to hide
Just gotta ride it out
Just gotta ride it out
There’s no pill, no elixir
No nothing can fix her
She wants to want to get better
But she doesn’t
Musings
Musings turn dark in her head
She can’t help but ruminate
No strength when thoughts invade
No way to stop them
Nowhere to hide
Just gotta ride it out
Just gotta ride it out
There’s no pill, no elixir
No nothing can fix her
She wants to want to get better
But she doesn’t
It’s like her life is a movie scene
That she watches on a TV screen
It’s not her own but someone else’s
This isn’t living, this is what hell is
She can’t ask
She can’t feel
She can’t think
She can’t breathe
She can’t laugh
She can’t sleep
She can’t cry
She can’t be
She can’t taste
She can’t say
She can’t try
She can’t give
She can’t take
She can’t live
She can’t die
There’s no pill, no elixir
No nothing can fix her
She wants to want to get better
But she doesn’t
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9. |
12 Words
04:23
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Impossibility
Oh such hostility
You can’t
You can’t
You can’t
Nasty inner critic
Whispering you can’t do it
You can’t
You can’t
You can’t
Impossibility
Oh such hostility
Nasty inner critic
Whispering you can’t do it
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10. |
My Spacesuit
04:30
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Doing laps
In an orbital path
Atmospheric pressure
Weighs heavier
It weighs heavier
14.7 psi
It clings
Atomic oxygen
Ozone odor
Acrid
Gunpowder
Gunpowder with no smoke
Ah ya ya
ah ya ya ya
My spacesuit
Ah ya ya
ah ya ya ya
It’s not a fashion statement
My spacesuit
Sweet smelling welding fumes
Walnuts
Brake pads
Burnt almond cookie
Pungent dying stars
Polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons
PAH
P.A.H.
Ah ya ya
ah ya ya ya
My spacesuit
Ah ya ya
ah ya ya ya
It’s not a fashion statement
My spacesuit
Space is a vacuum
So you can’t smell it
If you tried, you’d die
But the tang
The tang remains
On your spacesuit
It can’t be removed
It’s on your spacesuit
Ah ya ya
ah ya ya ya
My spacesuit
Ah ya ya
ah ya ya ya
Not a fashion statement
My spacesuit
My spacesuit
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11. |
In the Blink of an Eye
04:30
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The days are long
The years, the years are short
I don’t know if
I’m strong
Strong enough to make it work
You never think you have it in you when you’re in it
Never think you will win when you are up against it
Do you
Doubts are creeping in and they’re tearing you apart
The finish line never nears it just gets farther
Don’t it
No choice but to keep going swimming upstream against the flow and
Suddenly you look around and see that you are there before you know it
You made it
You made it
In the blink of an eye
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