1. |
Veruca
02:02
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I felt the ghost leave my body
Even with you still alive
I’m not waiting lately
I can put the car in drive
When we are friends again
I have so much to tell you
So much to tell you
The one that you like is not very nice
Though her songs sing to us both
If you knew the truth, and one day you do
Would you cease to listen too?
When we are friends again
I have so much to tell you
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2. |
She Was Right
03:51
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God I hate when everyone is right
Found myself defending a losing fight
Thought I’d see you on the street
Closer still and still by me
God I hate when everyone is right
God I hate the way you made me feel
Worse than any boy I gave the tools
Open me like surgery and
Leave your gloves inside of me and
God I hate the way you made me feel
You with your ease to converse
Collector queen, but you hurt me
Yeah you hurt me
God I hate when you come down again
Fall into the role, let’s play pretend
That you kept checking in on me and
Made an effort I could see
God I hate when you come down again
You with your ease to converse
Collector queen, but you hurt me
Yeah you hurt me
If I’m no longer what you need
You could have spelled it out to me
I’m a big girl
I am big
If I’m no longer what you need
You’ve got better folks to see
I’m a big girl
I am bigger than you would have me be
God I hate when everyone is right
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3. |
Still Too Soon
03:29
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I had a day
Unlike one before
Giant on the stage
Floating off the floor
I will tell you all about it
I will flush out the score
Leave out nothing but the yearn for you
To walk right through the door
Spilling out like gasoline
Shooting to the moon
I want to
But it’s still too soon
I had a dream
Much like those before
Held you in my arms
Kissed you from the floor
Up to your freckled neck
And left you wanting more
Spilling out like captured air
Deflating balloon
I want you
Cause it’s still too soon
Spilling out like gasoline
Shooting to the moon
I want to
I want you
Cause it’s still too soon
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4. |
Historical Event
05:13
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A cruel fate I associate the day
They evicted Roe & Wade to your eye
Drink to the pain, then you hold my hand & taste my name
a thought you’d say you entertained a while
Was it fear for our bodies being taken
I was taken with your body, with your mind
But in the clear the legislations still impending
You depended on an ending for a spine
Former friend I hope you move back to the east
The beasts of concrete are still howling at you now
Cause when the towers flew, your mother screamed, got you from school
The gravity it pulled you to the ground
A thousand miles away I can’t recall a single plane
The earthquake of the year eats my brain
The little stories that I tell myself, we’d fall to hell
If you’d have us try anyway
Anyway, hope you take it as a compliment
You’re my historical event of few
At our age thought I’d finally learn to regulate but
Rejection felt exceptional from you
Remember the night a month after Ms. Spector died
The bartender had got his dates confused
A tribute playlist going on & on, a favorite song
You know the words because of course you do
Being my baby wasn’t so damn crazy
Your wish could be a want in this time
Haven’t you heard that the world is changing lately,
You’re missing out greatly, but it’s fine
Anyway, hope you take it as a compliment
You’re my historical event of few
At our age thought I’d finally learn to regulate but
Rejection felt exceptional from you
Anyway, can’t you tell I’m getting over it
Like every good TV pundit would do
Anyway, hope you take it as a compliment
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5. |
Lucky
04:49
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I want to make a scene’
Barefoot train ride, she’s pre-teen
Hold the boombox, grab the trombone and I’ll see you on your street
I want to help you out
Lucky I’m not one to shout
Lucky I’m the one that loves you
And you can’t give in to doubt
I’m 10 minutes away
And I’m holding everything for you to say
And I will not leave the door
Unless you tell me to come over
But then I’m running, and I’m never going home
I’ve never felt before
Like they say, constant sure
Like they bastardize in movies
We would pester from your floor
And now I can’t take my eyes off of you
I am kicking through the bleachers
Give her room, she’s coming through
I’m 10 minutes away
And I’m holding everything for you to say
And I’m waiting at the door
For you to say come over
Come over
I’m 10 minutes away
And I’m holding everything for you to say
And I’m waiting at the door
For you to say come over
And then I’m running, and I’m never going home
I’m never going home
I’m never going home
I’m never going home
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Small Shake Los Angeles, California
Small Shake is a LA-via-Seattle sugar-sweet indie rock project 🥛🍨🧋
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