amy locust whatever

by cyberbully mom club

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quick songs written too late at night.

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released 02 November 2014

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Track Name: smoking to death
i’m trying my best and i’m doing less and less and
i know i could have called her
and i know i could be bolder but
i’m thinking less and less and
been smoking to my death but
not really just a little
and damn i’m feeling so belittled
why do you have to be so
cold and uninviting
you don’t think i’m the best but
don’t think i don’t detest the
way you go on and on and
pretend that’s nothing wrong
and
i want a little sister
i have one and i miss her
Track Name: philadelphia, don't you haunt me
and every time you tried to wash me away
it felt like stolen arms and keys
it felt like winter the year prior
i was never told that going over seas opens your eyes
to new ideas, ones that did not include me slightly
and i’m sorry for hanging so longly on that branch
unripe bites, i took too many
guess i didn’t take it lightly
and here i am, i am growing, i am growing
shedding my old skin when i spit out the shit that i’ve been talking
i want flowers on my arms, and down my legs, wish they could hold me. sometimes i hold my toes when i am cold
i am growing, i am growing, i am growing, i am growing, i am growing
philadelphia, don’t you haunt me
Track Name: poem song (demo)
i heard johnny's voice when my eyes were closed
he may be dead but i'm a little crazy anyway.
i never answered his last good wish,
and i can still sleep, but i know i could have anyway.
and i remember what i remember, and what i remember is green and blue. maybe some day i'll visit you.


(nightmares of covering velvet in bone, we were alone)