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A reminder
03:16
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Set me a reminder
That I need to drink more water
I’m boiling ginger this morning
The ocean is on the rocks
And I put my bleached hair under
My body is on fire
Am I still boring
you?
Rushed out for a wet walk
But I’m leaving a trail of smoke
Laughing in order to cope
Dance in the mud
Drink all my blood
The breeze is my blanket
You can have it
Ooh
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2. |
Stranger
02:44
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Wiping your nose
I felt a chill
As I felt the pleasure
In your eyes
But it was your ghost
Blocking out the sun
Breathing in a funeral
For my reach, too high
Unlock the door and pull up the blinds
I’ll help you come out, pay it no mind
Let me put out that fire between your fingers
When will you remember that I’m no stranger
Sinking into the carpet
Exploring the battle fields on your arms
I vividly see the memory of finding blood
I can’t believe you’ve made it so fucking far
So fucking far
And I’m so fucking proud
So unlock the door and pull up the blinds
I’ll help you come out, pay it no mind
Let me put out that fire between your fingers
When will you remember that I’m no stranger
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3. |
Lovely
02:44
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I thought it was you on the phone
But it was just another telemarketer
Reminding me of our complacency
But we just do what it takes to eat
I like taking the underground
But I don’t wanna be buried
I’ve got compassion to share
With all the creatures out there
But you tell me to be wary
Didn’t want my song in their market
You can either take it or leave it
Then you carried it away…
Why would you carry it away?
Why do I find you so lovely
When you tear me to bits
When your words start to hit
Why do I find you so lovely
When you tell me I’m shit
When you say I don’t fit
Why do I find you so lovely
When you tear me to bits
When your words start to hit
Why do I find you so lovely
When you tell me I’m shit
When you say I don’t fit
Why do I find you so lovely
Why do I find you so lovely
I thought it was you on the phone
But it was just another telemarketer
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Cristina Berting Vancouver, British Columbia
they / them
total liberation!
music made on the occupied, traditional and ancestral land of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish) and Səl̓ílwətaʔ/Selilwitulh (Tsleil-Waututh) nations
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