1. |
Highly Strung
01:57
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You think you know me like the back of your hand
Hold me accountable
An upstanding citizen, a picture of health
Manipulation isn’t cut and dry
I didn’t ask for a piece of your mind
Struck down to your knees
Call yourself an honest man
One day I’ll have you in the palm of my hand
Manipulation isn’t cut and dry
I didn’t ask for a piece of your mind
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2. |
Sister
03:43
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I get lightheaded when we’re alone
Is it that painfully obvious?
I feel weighted down
Dragging this around
Find a way through my skin
But I won’t let you in
Sister, you’ve gone sour
You can’t be happy all the time
I’m getting tongue-tied
Splitting in two
Feeling like the salt in your wounds
I feel weighted down
Dragging this around
Find a way through my skin
But I won’t let you in
Sister, you’ve gone sour
You can’t be happy all the time
Tell me you don’t mind sticking by my side
It’s never an easy ride
I dreamt last night you died and came back to life
Will we make it to daylight and the other side?
Sister, you’ve gone sour
You can’t be happy all the time
Sister, you’ve gone sour
You can’t be happy all the time
You can’t be happy all the time
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3. |
Foolish
03:17
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Foolish, foolish
My head is miles away
Foolish, you wish
That I’d come back again
Biting into apples
Biting into worms
You’re never gonna learn
You’re never gonna learn
The sun smiles on you, you burn
You’re never gonna learn
You’re never gonna learn
I’m dazed
Our head is miles away
New things, higher heights
Always taking bigger bites
There is not a perfect life
I am not your perfect wife
Building castles in a row
Apple trees that never grow
I don’t think you wanna know
I don’t think you wanna know
Floating away, memory of a dream
You’re not as starry-eyed as you seem
Foolish, foolish
My mind is miles away
Foolish, you wish
That I’d be back again
In the night
Feel the cold
In your hands
Another’s to hold
Oh oh
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4. |
I like to be alone
03:47
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Why do stars fall from the sky when I’m questioning your pride?
With your hand in my back pocket
Keep your hand in my back pocket
When I’m on the wrong foot I know how to step aside
With your hand in my back pocket
Keep your hand in my back pocket
You know I like to be alone
Is that so much to ask?
No matter what I do
Always come back to you
Why do stars fall from the sky when I’m questioning your pride?
With your hand in my back pocket
Keep your hand in my back pocket
That’s not me, it’s something else
Don’t take it the wrong way
You don’t know what makes me tick
It’s making, making you sick
You know I like to be alone
Is that so much to ask?
No matter what I do
Always come back to you
You know I like to be alone
Is that so much to ask?
No matter what I do
Always come back to you
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5. |
Sour Lips
03:07
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Sour lips are speaking but don’t make a sound
Way to make your own cocoon
Swallow up the ground
Someone help me separate image from the mouth
Will you swallow this whole?
On your way to me
Lie awake, eyes wide open
We go back, to how it was
Sour lips are speaking but don’t make a sound
Get up, get out, throw your weight around
Someone help me
Get this outta my mouth
It’s like some fucked up kind of dress
It’s a red costume that you wear
Will you swallow this whole?
On your way to me
Lie awake, eyes wide open
We go back, to how it was
Sour lips are speaking
Get up! Get out!
Throw your weight around
Sour lips are speaking but don’t make a sound
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6. |
Dress for Success
02:56
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You don’t know what you’re talking about
Big man with your head in the clouds
Stand up and face it
What you won’t admit
You never asked for what you knew you wanted
Careful what you say
Now you’re at the bottom
Dress for success, dress for success
Settle for less / Make progress
What’s that beating inside your chest?
You can’t make sense of this anymore
Drag your nails across your head
You don’t want to exist anyway
You never asked for what you knew you wanted
Careful what you say
Now you’re at the bottom
Dress for success, dress for success
Settle for less / Make progress
I can’t abide it
I know you’re lying
You never asked for what you knew you wanted
Careful what you say
Now you’re at the bottom
Dress for success, dress for success
Settle for less / Make progress
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7. |
Push it
03:43
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I wake up on your lawn, sideways
You hold up my hand up to the sun, I wave
Moving through the waste to go on
Push it, push it
I feel so out of fire, these days
You fold it up inside your heart
Push it, push it
Looking at your life, moving back in time
Give this one more try, push it try again
Spiraling, spiraling
weighed down by the fruits of your time
Spiraling out of the day, reaching for a distant sun
Dreaming of your old gaze, day after day you fall
Day after day / Push it, push it
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8. |
Comet
03:48
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How do I warn you?
You’re burning like a candle
Dripping like melting butter, down your cheek
Superhuman beauty is one of your strengths
But it won’t save us
I can see you up there, bending backwards all for me
Comet coming, lightyears over you
Comet coming, split the sky in two, over you
How should I behave?
When you won’t stop that crying
Show me those pearly whites one more time
Superhuman beauty is one of your strengths
But it won’t save us
I can see you up there, bending backwards all for me
Comet coming, lightyears over you
Comet coming, split the sky in two, over you
Small fires lit in the shade
Lights dance across your face
In love with the end of days
Comet
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9. |
Tear it down
04:52
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Carry that torch
Far down to the sea
Cool down the thought
Wash away the feeling
Wake up in the night, you’re living in a pocket
Turn away, so self-disgusted
Afraid to shout, I want to tear it down
Do you feel like yourself, is there something better than this?
Nest in the trees
Dirty boysenberries
Breathe the sweet smell
All your idols burning
I get so shy
When people listen
What more could I say that could make a difference?
Smooth out the rough
Holding out with no arms
Afraid to shout, I want to tear it down
Do you feel like yourself, is there something better than this?
I felt so left out
I felt so let down
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10. |
Greedy Mouth
04:21
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I think it’s time you shut your greedy mouth
I’ll pull the knots out
Getting a feeling things are turning sour
Pull the rot out
On the surface of the sun
Ripples growing as we run
Casting shadows casting off
All of the bad blood we’ve got
The horizon behind you
Moving slowly as the moon
I think it’s time you shut your greedy mouth
On the surface of the sun
Ripples growing as we run
Casting shadows casting off
All of the bad blood we’ve got
The horizon behind you
Moving slowly as the moon
Slowly as the moon / Slowly as the moon / Slowly as the moon / Slowly as the moon
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11. |
Siren Song
02:57
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I’m sick of waiting
There’s too much to know
So sick of waiting
You don’t want to go
Well everything fits
But I’ve outgrown
The skin I used to really know
Feels like a hoax, over my flesh
I’m sick of waiting up
I’m sick of waiting
I’m just waking up
Disintegrating
I’m sick of waiting up
Oh siren song
Send me to sleep
I can’t keep a constant feeling
Feels like a hoax, over my flesh and
I’m sick of waiting, I’m just waking up.
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Brought together by long-term friendship and a shared love for pushing the boundaries of audio-visual creativity, Mermaidens are the trio of Gussie Larkin (guitar, vocals), Lily West (bass, vocals), and Abe Hollingsworth (drums).
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