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Built my home on hollow ground
Too proud to grow from my roots
I’ve got a few friends and I wish they were mine
Can’t get close till I buy my time
There’s a closet for the pretty ones
they have no eyes but they’re a hell of a sight
get too close and you’ll find the bridge between you
cross it to find your synthetic light
Built my home on hollow ground
Too proud to grow from my roots
I’ve got a few friends and I wish they were mine
Can’t get close till I buy my time
There’s a man who lives in your favorite watch
he rides the second hand until he slips
he holds on tight but no fail he falls
at 12 and lands on 6
Built my home on hollow ground
Too proud to grow from my roots
I’ve got a few friends and I wish they were mine
Can’t get close till I buy my time
There’s a school for trolls
that teaches them how to make a human cry
tell them that they’re lovely
then say you always lie
Built my home on hollow ground
Too proud to grow from my roots
I’ve got a few friends and I wish they were mine
Can’t get close till I buy my time
No I can't get close till I buy my time
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Seeking a new pair of eyes
Ones that see past the rocks in disguise
Dressing up as diamonds i’m in a relationship
With validationship
Looking for a taste for practicality
My tongue is stuck on an appetite of three ———
Hundred dollars a week
My fridge is starting to reek
Seeking a new pair of eyes
Ones that see past the rocks in disguise
Dressing up as diamonds i’m in a relationship
With validationship
There’s a real sense of misfit
amongst the bearded people
I want to rip their hair off
Remind them that we’re equal
But then I think
About the link
Between the bearded men and me
I’m on the brink
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The Record Player Song
03:23
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i’ve got a record player
that was made in two thousand fourteen
dyed my hair blue
it came out a seasick sort of green
i like vintage dresses
when they fall just below my knees
i pretend i scraped em climbing in the trees
sometimes i think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself I'm alive (trees, trees)
sometimes i think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself I'm alive (trees, trees)
wipe my eyes then cut me off (wipe my eyes i’m crying)
I'm just crying for attention (for attention)
wish I’d been a teenage rebel (teenage rebel)
never even got detention
I don't really love you I just said that for a change of pace
I’m sorry, sometimes i don’t recognize my face
i’ve got a record player
that was made in two thousand fourteen
dyed my hair blue
it came out a seasick sort of green
i like vintage dresses
when they fall just below my knees
i pretend i scraped em climbing in the trees
sometimes i think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself I'm alive (trees, trees)
sometimes i think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself I'm alive (trees, trees)
I need a dictionary
Someone look me up and define me
Please remind me who I’m ‘sposed to be around you so you will
Do what i want you to
I’m always winning the wrong game
I don’t remember my real name
i’ve got a record player
that was made in two thousand fourteen
dyed my hair blue
it came out a seasick sort of green
i like vintage dresses
when they fall just below my knees
i pretend i scraped em climbing in the trees
sometimes i think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself I'm alive (trees, trees)
sometimes i think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself I'm alive (trees, trees)
i’ve got a record player / sometimes i think
that was made in two thousand fourteen / all i’m ever doing is
dyed my hair blue / trying to convince myself I'm alive
it came out a seasick sort of green
i like vintage dresses / sometimes i think
when they fall just below my knees / all i’m ever doing is
i pretend i scraped em climbing in the / trying to convince myself I'm alive
i’ve got a record player / sometimes i think (trees, trees)
that was made in two thousand fourteen / all i’m ever doing is
dyed my hair blue / trying to convince myself I'm alive
it came out a seasick sort of green
i like vintage dresses / sometimes I think (trees, trees)
when they fall just below my knees / all i’m ever doing is
i pretend i scraped em / trying to convince myself I'm
climbing in the trees
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Someone
02:56
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I want a someone under my finger
I thought I’d try you I knew you’d linger
You found me lifeless inside a bottle of my reflection
You thought you’d try me but only to practice rejection
but only to practice rejection
but only to practice rejection
Come to my concert i’m not a singer
stand in the back row please if you bring her
I sang a love song the traitor to my complexion
I’m happy for you I’ll say it to practice perfection
but only to practice perfection
I’ll say it to practice perfection
I want a someone under my finger
I thought I’d try you I knew you’d linger
You found me lifeless inside a bottle of my reflection
You thought you’d try me but only to practice rejection
but only to practice rejection
but only to practice rejection
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Lost at Sea
02:47
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You dug a hole for me In your backyard
A time capsule of nostalgic treats
You found a place for me in the back of your mind
Dig me up before you’re out of time
Save your sorrow
Crave my life
Eat my heart out
Fork and knife
A thousand ships struck my will to the ground
He crawled to his feet, did not wait to be found
Her face led you to be lost at sea
You drowned and what you found was me
I wrote my goals upon my palm
With a ballpoint pen
I held your hand I sweat now they’re gone
I’ll make them up again
Save your sorrow
Crave my life
Eat my heart out
Fork and knife
A thousand ships struck my will to the ground
He crawled to his feet, did not wait to be found
Her face led you to be lost at sea
You drowned and what you found was me
You have built a tent of woes
I won’t sleep beneath them
Bury them in my old hole
And soften your heart again
A thousand ships struck my will to the ground
He crawled to his feet, did not wait to be found
Her face led you to be lost at sea
You drowned and what you found was me
Save your sorrow
Crave my life
Eat my heart out
Fork and knife
A thousand ships struck my will to the ground
He crawled to his feet, did not wait to be found
Her face led you to be lost at sea
You drowned and what you found was me
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Daisy the Great New York, New York
Daisy the Great is a Brooklyn based band fronted by Kelley Nicole Dugan and Mina Walker. From their delicate, harmony-laden folk pop songs to their powerhouse indie rock ballads, Daisy the Great is recognized for their killer vocals and playful spirit. Daisy the Great’s debut LP “I’m Not Getting Any Taller” was released in January 2019. ... more
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