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About It
03:13
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The sun is gone now, just like you
And I feel over the moon
About it, about it
Stuck like splinters, warped like wood
When you hurt me I felt good
About it, about it
I saw it coming and I didn’t do a thing about it
Should have screamed running, but I didn’t do a thing about it
Baby blame me, love me lazy
I survived your cyanide
Now I’ve got a sense of pride
About it, about it
You’re my favorite parlor trick
They say your name and I play sick
About it, about it
I saw it coming and I didn’t do a thing about it
Should have screamed running, but I didn’t do a thing about it
Baby blame me, love me lazy
Broken hearts bleed pretty blood
I feel better than I should
About it, about it
I saw it coming and I didn’t say a word about it
Should have screamed running, so I didn’t say a thing about it
Frame me, hang me, heartbreak crazy
Baby blame me, I loved you lazy
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Cleanest Air
03:15
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You should have given me more notice
I didn’t know until the house was filled with flames
Smoke pushing under doors and windows
While I drank and slept and dreamed away the day
I had no way of telling that the nightmares in mind were true
I had no way of telling that I was suffocating without you
You are the cleanest air I’ll ever breathe
I let you carve your shape inside of me
I’ll make you promise that you’ll never leave
You took me swimming in the ocean
Setting fears aside, I let you take the lead
And though I couldn’t touch the bottom
I followed you relentless to the sea
I had no way of telling that the current was relentless too
I had no way of telling that I’d nearly drowned there without you
You are the cleanest air I’ll ever breathe
I let you carve your shape inside of me
I’ll make you promise that you’ll never leave
And everything is clear when you’re not standing over here
You are the cleanest air I’ll ever breathe
I let you carve your shape inside of me
I made you promise that you’d never leave, you’d never leave
I made you promise that you'd never leave
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3. |
Frame
04:46
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Nothing fits right on this frame, yeah it stretches the seams
Sags where it shouldn’t, chokes parts that ought to be free
Glance in the mirror, glimpse something you don’t want to see
You’re looking older these days, wonder where have you been?
Losing your faculties, lacking what used to come easily
Thinning eyelashes, you misplaced the glasses you need to read
They moved couch in your house so it faces the screen
Cycling the decades, on syndicated TV
Keeping her memory alive on your answering machine
Keeping your memory in line’s harder than it seems
You try to reach out with an arm that caught in a sleeve
Trapped in a house full of things that you don’t really need
Just getting used to the pain that refuses to leave
They moved couch in your house so it faces the screen
Cycling the decades, on syndicated TV
Keeping her memory alive on your answering machine
Keeping your memory in line’s harder than it seems
When did the days get so long? Is it finally Spring?
Worked like a slave all your life just to die like a king
Try to remember how worthy your sacrifice seemed
They moved couch in your house so it faces the screen
Cycling the decades, on syndicated TV
Keeping her memory alive on your answering machine
Keeping your memory in line’s harder than it seems
Harder than it seems
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4. |
In Name
03:05
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Innocent face
Unburdened with blame
Dirty diplomat’s grace
On your innocent face
You are a different you
Different times of day
Do you mean the things you do or the things you say?
Authentic in name
Practiced charade
Pressed, powdered and plain
Charming and tame
Your practiced charade
Where does the time go?
Where do their names escape?
Do you mean the things you do or the things you say?
Authentic in name
Smile, smile, smile at the mess you made
Kiss, kiss the bruises that you gave
Look, look away as you bury the blade
You’re licking the blade you bury
I’ve come all of this way
Just to swallow your clay
My stomach will ache
Swallowing clay
Everyone wants yeah
Everyone wants a taste
Do you mean the things you do or the things you say?
Authentic in name
Welcome to LA
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5. |
Money Now
03:31
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Arrangements have been made
Still the widow wails
I don’t say your name,
But I still get your mail
Making real deposits
In imaginary bank accounts
Where’s the money now?
Where’s that money now?
The bets have all been placed,
Still the gambler shouts
Though I know you couldn’t stay,
I could see your doubts
We were making real deposits
In imaginary bank accounts
Where’s the body now?
Where’s your body now?
Our debts have all been paid,
Still the collector calls
Love like phantom pain
Feel it when it’s gone
Making real deposits
In imaginary bank accounts
Where’s the money now?
Where’s that money now?
All your words
Crumble in my mouth
What’s it worth?
Where that money now?
Where that money now?
Where that money now?
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6. |
Flood
05:03
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They will love you for the wrong reasons
And you will try to keep it short
Bloated baggage, soaking through the seats of my new used car
Wading through the wreck, moving fast, not getting far
I bought your city’s map so I can study where you are
Burning books of matches, quitting litter the wet ground
Nothing holds a flame, so the remains are still around
I tried to take you down like a burning Southern town
They will love you for the wrong reasons
And you will try to keep it short
Scrubbing skin in fitful frenzies, try to get clean
Rubbing till it’s red, I fled regretting everything
Pretending to be free, I’ve got your watermarks on me
Less like a wildfire, more like a flood
Less like a wildfire, more like a flood
Buckling like bridges, giving up while bearing weight
Treading through the channel but my legs are giving way
Muffled by the waves, I was begging you to stay
Less like a wildfire, more like a flood
Less like a wildfire, more like a flood
They will love you more like a flood
And you will try to keep it short
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End Begin
03:56
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Come winter come and bare my limbs
Come take what died so I can live again
We make like snakes, shedding selves like skin
Tail in mouth, end begin
Come warm your hands by the burning bridge
Don’t try to leave the same way you came in
Set fire to the forest’s dead dry ridge
Black the ground, end begin
Where it started, I don’t want to know
I just want to die so I can grow
Where it started, I don’t want to know
I just want to die so I can grow
Come pull the teeth from my childish grin
Make room for adult replacements
Molt your feathers, worn and thin
Fall to fly, end begin
Where you’re going, I don’t want to know
I need you to die so I can grow
Where you’re going, I don’t want to know
I need you to die so I can grow
Come winter come and bare my limbs
Come take what died so I can live again
We make like snakes, shedding selves like skin
Tail in mouth, end begin
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Permanent
02:23
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You can strap your teeth braces
Metal sharp and bent
But you can’t reverse displacement
Nothing is permanent
You can live on next to nothing
And minimize your debt
Pay it off real slowly
Nothing is permanent
Nothing is, nothing is, nothing is, nothing
Is ever going to change
Nothing will, nothing will, nothing will, nothing will
Ever stay the same
And you can say the word forever
Unearned money spent
Young, old, dumb or clever
Nothing is permanent
Nothing is, nothing is, nothing is, nothing
Is ever going to change
Nothing will, nothing will, nothing will, nothing will
Ever stay the same
I have learned to love not knowing
To live without regret
I don’t care where I’m going
Nothing is permanent
Nothing is permanent
Nothing is permanent
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9. |
Over Again
03:05
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I make the same mistakes over again
I move to a new place but I make the same kind of friends
I stay up all night to make sure she stays
And I keep on trying, but I can’t change my ways
I know only one home and it’s not place
It’s where the end of a rope meets the start of a race
The pistol explodes and I run like a stray
I’ve know all these roads, but I don’t know the way
I sing the same refrain in all sorts of keys,
I can show you my pain, if you show me your knees
So hard to let go when the end is so frayed
Heart like a note that begs to be played
I just get carried away, carried away
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Kirsten Opstad Los Angeles, California
Kirsten Opstad is a Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter.
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