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Coffee
01:35
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It’s been another sleepless night
Hanging out with my demons
Head pounding like a drum
And I don’t think I’ve eaten
I’m watching the sunrise
Through my basement window
Light filtering through
That old weeping willow
Soon I’ll go upstairs
And heat up some water
heat it til it’s hotter than I can stand
and drink some coffee
Cuz that’s what keeps me going
drink some coffee
So I can stay awake
I’ll drink some coffee
and I’ll let it keep flowing
til all my troubles fade away
It’s been another tiring day
but I don’t wanna sleep yet
cuz I know that my past
hasn’t stopped haunting my dreams yet
I need play some games
And keep my eyes open
I’ll keep on doing this
until my mind is broken
Soon I’ll get home
and heat up some water
heat it til it’s hotter than I can stand
and drink some coffee
Cuz that’s what keeps me going
drink some coffee
So I can stay awake
I’ll drink some coffee
and I’ll let it keep flowing
til all my troubles fade away
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2. |
Broken
03:31
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Sitting in a cafe in Argyle Square
Staring out the window, painfully aware
of the very real possibility that I might fail
End up on the streets or end up sitting in a jail
I can’t ignore the possibility that I might die
At any given moment, but it just makes me try
Harder and harder to make it on my own
Cuz deep in my heart I know I’m never going home
Standing on a corner in the heart of downtown
Singing for change as the sky crashes down
And no one seems to notice me but that’s really ok
I've got my guitar and my sad songs to play
I often think of how I’d like to die
on a stage singing songs or on a street at night
running from your past as fast as you can
turns a broken kid into a broken man
The city never sleeps and neither do I
our hearts beat as one in the middle of the night
The streets are my neurons the rivers my veins
A piece of a puzzle just riding the train
I sometimes wonder why some my friends die
Far too young far before their time
The world might forget you but I never will
Your memory sits upon my windowsill
And I often think of how I’d like to die
on a stage singing songs or on a street at night
running from your past as fast as you can
can turn a broken kid into a broken man
running from your past as fast as you can
can turn a broken kid into a broken man
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3. |
Living Art
02:52
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I’m so tired
That I can’t sleep at night
For fear that I just might
Sleep forever
So tell me
That I am living art now
I’ve got a broken heart now
It’s a thing of beauty
I’ve seen these walls and these floors
I’ve been in this bathroom before
Maybe it will pass with the moon
And the ocean will come for me soon
I’m so hungry
But I’ve got no desire
I'd set myself on fire
Just to see at night
I’m taking
All my coffee black
My tongue’s starting to lack
The means to taste the world
I’ve seen these walls and these floors
I’ve been in this bathroom before
Maybe it will pass with the moon
And the ocean will come for me soon
Maybe it will pass with the moon
Maybe it will pass with the moon
Maybe it will pass with the moon
And the ocean will come for me soon
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4. |
Candle Lighting Song
02:03
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I’d like to light a candle
for the kids who don’t come home
lives cut much too short
just reaching for their phones
I’d like to take a stand now
for the people who have died
the families they have left behind
the siblings that have cried
And they’ll light up their crosses
with the fires from the riots
and go back to their day jobs
still pretending to be pious
But we all know the truth
And we won’t let it go unsaid
You’re the reason that these children are all dead
Oh Yes
You’re the reason that these children are all dead
I’d like to light a candle
for the kids who don’t come back
The ones who fucked up all the time
And the ones who were on track
Because it doesn’t really matter
The way they lived their lives
Because not a single one of them
Has deserved to die
And they’ll light up their crosses
with the fires from the riots
and go back to their day jobs
still pretending to be pious
But we all know the truth
And we won’t let it go unsaid
You’re the reason that these children are all dead
Oh Yes
You’re the reason that these children are all dead
And we know
You’re the reason that these children are all dead
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5. |
What I Am
02:47
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I am a boxer without an opponent
and this stage it is my ring
try to put the weight of my punches
Into every word I sing
I am a songbird, bursting with music
pacing softly in my cage
The door isn’t locked but I don’t have hands
So I cannot reach the stage
Sometimes I look up at the sky
Wonder if there’s meaning to what I do
That’s why for the longest time now
I just can’t keep myself from feeling blue
I am a dancer without a partner
Spinning around in the twilight sky
I’m calling out but no one can hear me
So I spread my wings to fly
Can you hear me, oh can you hear me
I’m begging for someone to listen now
Someone that will give me comfort
Let me lay my burdens down
Sometimes I look up at the sky
Wonder if there’s meaning to what I do
That’s why for the longest time now
I just can’t keep myself from feeling blue
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6. |
Silly Boy
03:32
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I remember the day I realized I couldn’t stop the war
No matter what I did or how I tried
I was 8 years old and realized I wasn’t good enough
And never would be and so I cried
My momma found me sitting on the floor
crying about things I couldn’t change
She asked me what was wrong and when I told her
This is the song she sang to me
(chorus)
Oh you silly boy you don’t know what it’s like out there
with your crazy hair and your foolish ways
Oh you silly boy you don’t know what is gonna come
You don’t know where you’re coming from
Or where you’re going
Oh you silly boy
I remember the first time I fell out of love
It was cruel and broken and full of hate
I was 15 years old and realized I couldn’t fix
What I had worked so hard to create
My poppa found me sitting on the floor
Crying about things I couldn’t change
He asked me what was wrong and when I told him
This is the song he sang to me
(chorus)
I remember the last time that I went to school
Confident despite all of my strife
I was 18 years old then and doing just ok
Feeling my way clumsily through life
and I thought
Maybe when I’m older I’ll meet a strange young man
Crying about things that he can’t change
I’ll ask him what is wrong and when he tells me
This is the song I’ll sing to him
(chorus)
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7. |
Fictional Life
02:31
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If my life was a novel
what cliched role would I play?
A sensitive young poet
sitting in a loud cafe?
Or would I be the singer
singing silly saddened songs?
Too personal for meaning
or for you to sing along
But life isn’t a novel
or a movie or a play
it’s a tenuous and fragile thing
that’s destined to decay
I think I’d like to escape
become fiction for a day
but the cold weight of reality
it never goes away
If my life was a movie
what tired role would I play?
The kid in a new city
desperate to make their way?
Or would I be the pessimist
the one who always doubts?
Who knows better than anyone
There isn’t a way out
But life isn’t a movie
or a novel or a play
it’s a tenuous and fragile thing
that’s destined to decay
I think I’d like to escape
become fiction for a day
but the cold weight of reality
it never goes away
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8. |
Blues Bug
03:56
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it's an epidemic it's a crisis
it's the worst thing to happen since happiness
it'll color ever word that you dare to mutter
leave you broke down like an engine sputtering in the gutter
it's the blues bug!
...it'll bring you down
it'll bore a dark hole
like a boll weevil in your soul
it feeds off of bitterness
and slowly takes control
it'll make you think that you ain't worth a cent
but when you're on the brink, you can not prevent
that mean old blues bug!
...he'll leave ya down in the ditch!
I'll eat the hottest peppers
that grow on the planet
and burn out every part of me
that ain't made of granite
that blues bug...
I'm gonna burn him out!
well I was fearing that old blues bug was gonna do me in
so I went to the doctor to pick up a prescription
he told me you could drown it out with whiskey or with gin
I said, "don't worry mama, I won't let him win!"
that mean old blues bug...
won't drag me into sin!
they say you can't catch it from a kiss
but if it's the last one before parting
I promise you this:
you'll get fever
cold sweat
you'll shiver
but you won't soon forget
that mean old blues bug...
cuz he ain't through with you yet!
and if you so happen to make it out alive
you'll swear that you'll never catch it again
but soon some pretty person
will come walking through the door
and the blues bug will be waiting to
take you down once more
that mean old blues bug...
he can never be cured.
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9. |
Goodbye, San Diego
03:04
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You ask me how I’m doing now
Well I feel less like dying now so that’s ok
I feel like trying to go on
Most of the time, but that’s the only way
To keep myself
Going in this life
Which keeps on getting harder all the fucking time
To keep myself
From ending my life
But I’ll be damned if I won’t live another day
I come from San Diego
City of surf punk bands and not knowing who you are at all
It’s given me all that it can
But now it’s time for me to leave, time to end the call
To keep myself
Going in this life
Which keeps on getting harder all the fucking time
To keep myself
From ending my life
But I’ll be damned if I won’t live another day
Goodbye San Diego
I’m leaving everything I know
Goodbye San Diego
It’s time for me to hit the road
Goodbye San Diego
I really do believe
Goodbye San Diego
It’s come the time for me to leave
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Izzy and the Chimera Portland, Oregon
DIY folk-pop made by a disabled Jewish nonbinary trans girl in Portland, Oregon.
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