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Sweetest Dreams
03:03
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I’m waiting for you to call me and tell me that you made it home safely.
I’m waiting for you at the entrance of the gates to my sweetest dreams.
Sweetest dreams, sweetest dreams. Sweetest dreams, sweetest dreams.
I’m waiting for the sun to peak in through my windows with its orange rays.
I’m looking at you hoping that another day with me you’ll stay in my
Sweetest dreams, sweetest dreams. Sweetest dreams, sweetest dreams.
I’m waiting for you at the entrance of the gates to my sweetest dreams.
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Kerry Park
03:19
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When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
One more parking ticket to add to the collection of the nights when I worked too late.
What’s another record to add to the rotation to remind me I’m not going insane?
When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
Work another double to make another living. Is it living if I only live to sleep?
“It won’t always be like this,” I tell myself in private like it’s another secret that I need to keep.
When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
You tell me that you’re listening, but I’m too tired to speak.
You tell me that you’re listening when I see you on TV.
You tell me that you’re listening, but I’m too tired to speak.
You tell me that you’re listening when I see you on TV.
When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
When I need to feel alive, I drive up to Kerry Park and remind myself why I’m here.
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Sweater
03:11
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I found an even better sweater to call my own.
I found an even better route to lead me home.
I don’t need you anymore, anymore, anymore because
I found an even better sweater to keep me warm.
I found an even better diner to eat alone.
I found an even better home to hang my coat.
I don’t need you anymore, anymore, anymore because
I found an even better sweater to keep me warm.
Is it cold where you are now? Was it hard to leave somehow?
Is it cold where you are now? Was it hard to leave somehow?
I found an even better sweater to call my own.
I found an even better route to lead me home.
I don’t need you anymore, anymore, anymore because
I found an even better sweater to keep me warm.
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Sneak Into My Room
02:26
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I wish that you would sneak into my room
And sing me songs that last the whole night long
What would it take to make you feel the way I do?
‘Cause baby I’m in love with you, ooh
You came to me as if you were a dream
And took my hand, I didn’t understand
What it would take to make you feel the way I do
‘Cause baby I’m in love with you
Oh, put on the record, yeah you know the one I like
And we’ll just sit awhile and waste the whole damn night
Having the conversations that we won’t forget
The songs are singing and dancing and dizzy inside my head, ooh
I’d like to say that we’d remain the same
But it would be wrong pretending all along
That you feel the same way that I do
‘Cause baby I’m in love with you
Oh baby I’m in love with you
Yes baby I’m in love with you
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Locksmith
03:21
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You act surprised when you saw the tears fall from my eyes like you hadn’t seen that before.
But I was wrong to think that you would care all along, now I sit here on the floor
Waiting for the locksmith to let me in, waiting for the heartache to just begin.
I pick my skin because you won’t pick me.
I picked the lock, because I lost the key
When I picture you, I picture debris
I pick my skin because you won’t pick me.
I picked the lock because I lost the key.
When I picture you, I picture debris. I picture debris.
You act confused, like I would really make you choose between your family and me.
But I was right to think that you would jump on the first flight and leave me here, lonely.
Waiting for the locksmith to let me in. Dermatillomania is sinking in.
I pick my skin because you won’t pick me.
I picked the lock because I lost the key.
When I picture you, I picture debris
I pick my skin because you won’t pick me.
I picked the lock, because I lost the key
When I picture you, I picture debris. I picture debris.
Waiting for the locksmith to let me in. Dermatillomania is sinking in.
I pick my skin because you won’t pick me.
I picked the lock, because I lost the key
When I picture you, I picture debris.
I pick my skin because you won’t pick me.
I picked the lock, because I lost the key.
When I picture you, I picture debris. I picture debris.
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Hard to Breathe
04:39
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Why do I find it hard to breathe when I’m near you?
And why do I find that words don’t work when I’m near you?
Why do I find it hard to breathe when I’m near you?
And why do I find that words don’t work when I’m near you?
You make it hard to be myself when you’re around.
You make it hard to keep my feet upon the ground.
I just can’t seem to get a grip on who I am.
And maybe you don’t feel the way that I do,
But not a day goes by that I don’t think of you.
You’re all I ever wanted. Can’t you understand?
You make it hard, you make it hard.
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Lotion
03:19
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Remember when you hurt your wrist? Did you ever listen to my mix?
How’s your mom? Is she still sick? Did you know that you’re not missed?
‘Cause every time I put the lotion on my hands, I’m reminded of our cancelled plans,
So now I never wanna make plans with you again.
‘Cause every time I’m walking late at night alone, you never seem to pick up the phone,
So now I never wanna call you up again.
Remember when we went to the race and the cutest dog won second place?
Why do you always hide your face? Did you know I don’t miss the days
When every time I put the lotion on my hands, I’m reminded of our cancelled plans
So now I never wanna make plans with you again.
‘Cause every time I’m walking late at night alone, you never seem to pick up the phone,
So now I never wanna call you up again.
Every time I put the lotion on my hands, I’m reminded of our cancelled plans
So now I never wanna make plans with you again.
‘Cause every time I’m walking late at night alone, you never seem to pick up the phone,
So now I never wanna call you up again.
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Six-Feet Rule
04:17
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On the day they told me maybe I should work from home
Was the day you told me that you’d rather be alone.
I didn’t know what to expect from that, I thought that things were going well
But now I’m left here to self-quarantine in my isolated hell.
I’ll take you by the hand and lead you in a dance around my apartment.
I’ll let you choose the song, just please tell me what’s wrong. I’ll listen with no judgment.
I’ll break the six-feet rule if only for one kiss. I just don’t want you to be all alone in this.
On the day you taught me how to make my own dinner
Was the day I thought that I had found a winner.
I didn’t know it would be our last time exchanging glances from afar
But now you’re in your home, and I’m in mine. And I find it very hard.
I’d take you by the hand and lead you in a dance around my apartment.
I’d let you choose the song, just please tell me what’s wrong. I’d listen with no judgment.
I’d break the six-feet rule if only for one kiss. I just don’t want you to be all alone in this.
I heard you shaved your head and you won’t leave your bed. Please tell me: Are you okay?
I wish you’d call me back so I could hear your laugh just like the old days.
I’d break the six-feet rule if only for one kiss. I just don’t want you to be all alone in this.
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Ropeburns
04:47
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When I find my place to die, I’ll call on your name.
When you find yourself too high, just fall into the sea.
When you know the notes to sing, you can sing most anything
At all, at all, at all.
When you find the time to love me, please let me know.
When you find the time to hear me sing, come to a show.
When you find the time has come, please let me go.
Let me go, let me go. Let me go, let me go.
I’ve got ropeburns, but I’m not choking anymore.
I’ve got ropeburns, but I’m not choking anymore.
I know you love me, but it’s your grip that makes it sting,
So quit your laughing, ‘cause I’m not joking anymore.
Anymore, anymore. Anymore, anymore.
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Lane Lines Seattle, Washington
The marriage of vulnerable, honest lyrics with the spiraling layers of vocal harmonies are the product of Lane Lines, an artist whose multiple meek voices drip with honey and contain a big message.
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