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Lungs
04:44
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Verse 1
I cried in front of you
Swallowed all the fat that I could chew
Did everything that I could do
Just to make you stay
I brought you homemade cake
You left me in the park alone that day
Just so you could drive yourself away
I have to watch you leave me
Pre chorus
So fill my lungs
Suffocate me with your tongue
I will never be the one
To save you from yourself
Bleed me out
Poison me without a doubt
Ugly words come from your mouth
Make me feel ashamed
Chorus
I’m ashamed to be me
To know you
That I let you do the things that I let you do
Verse 2
Cold like winter’s night
Wish I never saw those pictures right when I
Wanted to object, I’m too polite
Always apologize
Now I hate myself again
Hatred’s always there my only friend
Cuddles me at night when I’m in bed
Reminds me of your touch
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Bridge
Chew me up and spit me out
Am I a bad taste in your mouth
Well I’d do it all again
You know what you meant to me
But I got there eventually
When I said it was the end
[Chorus]
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2. |
Angel
02:55
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So the curtains finally closed
I won’t take off my clothes in your car
Or play your guitar
Oh it only ends in tears
I still wish that you were here
Beside me, always fighting
Oh oh, do you think she’s an angel
Fallen from the sky
The apple of your eye
Oh oh, do you think she’s an angel
You can’t believe she’s real
I wish I couldn’t feel anymore
So tell me how she is
But I just want to kiss your lips
And feel you hips on mine
Does she have good taste
Play her playlists that you made for me
In February
Oh oh, do you think she’s an angel
Fallen from the sky
The apple of your eye
Oh oh, do you think she’s an angel
You can’t believe she’s real
I wish I couldn’t feel anymore
So the curtains finally closed
I won’t take off my clothes in your car
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3. |
Eve
03:46
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Verse 1
Hair like aquamarine
The prettiest I’ve ever seen
Her freckles live in constellations
I’ll orbit her I’m on rotation
Chorus
Her name is Eve the original baddie
Lives for the party
She’s just getting started
Her name is Eve the anti Madonna
Treats hell like a sauna
Loves the melodrama
Her name is Eve
And she’s elegant
And she says it like it is
Verse 2
Eyes with gravitational force
No they don’t show remorse
Why should they
She’s not doing anything wrong
She is right where she belongs
Chorus
Bridge
And you want to group her with medusa
And you want to label her seducer
And you’ll tell us all to go to hell when we express ourselves
Condemn what you don’t understand cause you’re afraid we’ll tell
Chorus
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4. |
Ghost
02:52
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Verse1
You ruined the road next to my house
I can’t go there without thinking of you now
I drove you home, face aglow
From the headlights at night
Pre-chorus
How could you be there one minute
Gone the next there’s nothing in it
I don’t really know what I did wrong
Chorus
I’m playing tig with your ghost
Don’t know what I am supposed to do
Cause I’d never do that to you
I’d never want to
Verse 2
Held hands in the backseat
Drunk in the taxi
Well I was just tispy
Not sure about you
Pre-chorus
Chorus
And I told my friends said this game would be end
But now I know I was playing pretend
Bridge
I learned the names of you brothers
You’re favourite colours
I know all your trivia
You wanted to run off to barcelona
Now it all seems trivial
Outro
I won’t reminisce on the time that I missed
I think that’s what hurts me the most
And I understand put your head in the sand
Must be easy for a ghost
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Cortnë Glasgow, UK
Cortnë is an alt-pop songwriter from Glasgow, with tracks featuring dreamy harmonies, crisp guitars & driving drums, it’s easy to see why she’s been championed by BBC Introducing Scotland, BBC Radio Scotland, The Skinny, Snack Mag, Scotland on Sunday and many more ... more
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